Today I'm posting the last of my extended metaphor series, and ending with my job as a metaphor for my hobby. Does that sound a little weird to you? Me too. Yes, I know there's another week in November, but I'll be with my family next week, so I'm choosing them over you. No post next week. I think you'll live.
You never know what you'll have until you get there.
It's not always stupid calls, Sometimes we get called out for things that sound stupid and we realize that it's hit the fan when we get there. Or that we were called out for chest pain and it's really an anxiety attack or back pain or muscle spasm because of dehydration. The point being, we have to be ready for the most serious and most un-serious at all times.
I've kind of already alluded to this this month, but it bears bending for the sake of repeating. All kinds of unexpected things can happen in the throes…