And today I was one.
There was a sneaky, evasive smell lurking about are facilities today. After some customers reported smelling propane, everyone was nervous. No one dared light candles, start fires in the fireplace, slam doors...ect.
Regardless of the fact that I was unable to detect any propane smell, I courageously turned off the propane powered heater but to no avail.
Fear still gripped our patrons.
Our lives were still in the balance.
After consulting a wise man, the property manager, I located the outdoor propane tank and cranked it off by hand with an audience of grateful, propane non-explosion survivors. Just to be safe, all the doors were opened and the building was aired out, reducing the temperature to 39 degrees.
We all made it out alive. Well, all of us except the 8 hours of propane heat that was wasted.
...but I was amazing.
5 comments:
Step aside Spiderman.
About a month ago an entire strip of businesses were evacuated when someone smelled gas. Dental office, Real estate office, Subway... everyone was told to 'get out fast'. They called in a gas expert who deemed the building safe. Turns out it was someone's rear end that was leaking gas.
True story.
wasn't that the plot of Die Hard?
uh, I belive so.
I've known that for years--that you are amazing!
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