As I pulled up to the elementary school today for my library shift, there was an ambulance and fire truck parked in front of the school. My first thought was, I hope it is not my kid. Upon entering the building, it seemed like business as usual so I went on to the Media Center. I got settled in and began chatting with the librarian about the day’s duties. All of a sudden I hear, “Can you show us where the Kindergarten hallway is? I turned around and there was a fireman who resembled Mark Consuelos standing with his fire jacket slung over one shoulder. It was Mr. March from the Hot Fireman Calendar come to life! I thought, Oh my God, is this my Samantha Jones moment from Sex and the City? The irony is my daughter could have been overdosing on paste or had an eye blown out from a wild spit-wad down in the kindergarten hallway and it was not going to interfere with my mind movie. Much to soon, the fireman headed towards his journey. I made my Sex and the City joke to the librarian and she looked at me like I had nine heads. She has never seen an episode. Note to self: No more sexy fireman jokes in the library.
© 2010, Terri Spilman