Burn, baby, burn!

Remember when you were a kid and you were sitting in your chair kinda zoning out of class, and then suddenly CLANCLANGCLANG!!! Fire alarm! There was always a sort of rush, an excitement that comes from something out-of-the-ordinary.
Well, we got to experience that for a moment yesterday at the office. But it was way cooler because there were fire trucks! Up close! Two of them! Yee ha!

Look! He's got an AXE!

Suddenly, we were all four years old again. But the big advantage was that, unlike most four-year-olds, some of us had iPhones and were able to take pictures :) The firefighters were looking at us with pity, I think, since we were all acting a bit giddy. They must think we have the most boring jobs in the world to get so excited about FIRE TRUCKS!

I wanna ride in the fire truck!

Obviously, there was no fire. I'm still not too sure what set off the alarm, but there was never any threat of death and destruction, so we all felt perfectly fine enjoying the ruckus.

Another cool thing about not being a kid in school? No-one will stop you from grabbing your coat on the way out!