Good evening to all of you.. long time no bullshit... something happened the other day that was reasonably exciting... I was sitting in my hutt, as I am wont to do when working, shooting the breeze with a fellow slacker.. he was gazing dreamily out the window which is his wont... He says... 'Hey there is this guy coming this way:
I say... 'Yea?'... with just a hint of interest... as I take a big bite of my vegemite toast and a slurp of hot tea to make it soggy..
'It must be important... he's running'... he says...
This gets my attention so I arise from my at rest position and go outside to meet the unwanted visitor...
'There is something smouldering down there'... he says...
This guy is just full of info... I raise my eyes and stare intently.. well not so much intently but with intention down to where his truck is unloading unmentionable crapp under the cover of the methane gas producing pond (the cover is there to collect the gas, the importance of this will soon become apparent)...
Yes indeed I do see a whisp of smoke?, steam? maybe coming from the covers... it's about fifty yards away...
I start to wander down there to see what is going on... after taking ten or so steps it occurs to me, as an after thought of course that maybe I should take a couple of fire extinguishers down there so I turn back to get them...
When I grab them and re emerge from the hutt I take note that there is now thick black smoke visible in the problem area...
So there I am running down the road with a fire extinguisher swinging from each arm and feeling slightly silly... as I get closer I can hear the snap crackle and pop...
The cover of the pond right where the outload pipe goes underneath it is blazing... a foot away is a large bubble of methane gas...
I no longer feel silly...
'please don't explode while I'm doing this' I sort of pray... I rip the locking pin from the extinguisher and give it the whole cannister... long after the flames have gone out... just to make sure it does not reignite...
'Thats great' I'm feeling... the fire is out.. nobody knows.. how can I go about covering this event up...
It's then that I notice the drivers mate running a water hose on his face to my left...
'Are you burnt?' I enquire with a sinking heart... I know he's burnt... oh man the shit is gunna hit the fan now...
'How bad is it?' I still have faint hope...
I notice the skin peeling off his face and hands... time for 111 or in your guys case 911... kinda spookie really...
As it turns out he is not badly burned... though he did get sacked.. it seems he sat in the gas stream which was flowing out around inload pipe and lit a ciggerette... the 'NO SMOKING METHANE GAS' sign was not noticed...
The upshot or outcome of all this was that I became a rather heroic figure (for five minutes) and they gave me a George Foreman grill as a reward...
Thank you for your attention...
