Drills


Fire drills at work are 75% needlessly dropping my facade of pretending I’m busy doing work and 24.5% awkward socialisation, and 0.5% remembering the last horrific time there was a fire drill, more of a false alarm really, that happened to occur only on the day I had a really bad case of diarrhoea.

Needless to say, I don’t like fire drills anymore.

 

2 thoughts on “Drills”

    1. Oh those are still ringing in my ears. Every time I think I hear a fire alarm go off it’s really just someone accidentally burning hydrogen sulphide on a Bunsen burner a few thousand kilometres away, I guarantee.

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