I hope this nickname doesn't stick.
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nova_mythToday at work was by far the most... interesting to date.
How so?
There was a natural gas line break near the school. Near enough we could hear it.
Of course we didn't know what it was, or I didn't. I had left the kinders with my partner to get the sticker books, I had left them behind, for those who finished their work. I hear a weird 'WOOSSSHHHHHHHH' when I came out of the portables where our office for the program is located. It was faint but I thought it was getting louder and louder and I wondered if it was like street cleaners or something. I continued back to the kinder building. Not 5 min later and I smelt something and it took me a minute to realize what I was smelling. It smelled like the piolet light in a stove. When that clicked two of the kinder teacher's were at the door of the classroom and asked if I smelled the natural gas. As soon as I got into the hallway the smell got stronger but didn't smell like the rotten eggs that its suppose to. Not leaving to chance I radioed over to everyone and gave the kinders 20 seconds to get their backpacks and get in line.
At that point they realized they could smell it too and we all got out but we didn't know where to go. There weren't any guidelines for it. We all could heard the sound and we decided to go to the large playground farthest from the sound. The air finally had the rotten eggs smell. Every time the breeze picked up the smell got strong, break apparently was upwind of the school's location. And that wasn't the only thing. A car, for some reason, had run into the rear of one of school buses meant for the program right next to the playground before all of this happened.
So we moved the kids as a whole with kinder in the lead to the front of the school for both bus and picked up. The sound had finally stopped while we were in transition and the smell left soon after. Eventually parents and buses came around and all the kids were gone, in record time to boot.
Where, what, and how haven't been answered and according to my cousin there wasn't anything about it on the news. I'm still a little queezy from the smell, which didn't really hit me until all the kids left.
And to make things crazier, my boss is gone until next week for an annual conference being held in New Orleans this year.
Oh, and that nickname? Since I'm the one who smelled it first and sounded the alarmed they're calling me bloodhound.
And NO this isn't a joke. I'm so dead tired on so many levels from morning and until now I've fallen for a few today.... Oi... shoot me now.
How so?
There was a natural gas line break near the school. Near enough we could hear it.
Of course we didn't know what it was, or I didn't. I had left the kinders with my partner to get the sticker books, I had left them behind, for those who finished their work. I hear a weird 'WOOSSSHHHHHHHH' when I came out of the portables where our office for the program is located. It was faint but I thought it was getting louder and louder and I wondered if it was like street cleaners or something. I continued back to the kinder building. Not 5 min later and I smelt something and it took me a minute to realize what I was smelling. It smelled like the piolet light in a stove. When that clicked two of the kinder teacher's were at the door of the classroom and asked if I smelled the natural gas. As soon as I got into the hallway the smell got stronger but didn't smell like the rotten eggs that its suppose to. Not leaving to chance I radioed over to everyone and gave the kinders 20 seconds to get their backpacks and get in line.
At that point they realized they could smell it too and we all got out but we didn't know where to go. There weren't any guidelines for it. We all could heard the sound and we decided to go to the large playground farthest from the sound. The air finally had the rotten eggs smell. Every time the breeze picked up the smell got strong, break apparently was upwind of the school's location. And that wasn't the only thing. A car, for some reason, had run into the rear of one of school buses meant for the program right next to the playground before all of this happened.
So we moved the kids as a whole with kinder in the lead to the front of the school for both bus and picked up. The sound had finally stopped while we were in transition and the smell left soon after. Eventually parents and buses came around and all the kids were gone, in record time to boot.
Where, what, and how haven't been answered and according to my cousin there wasn't anything about it on the news. I'm still a little queezy from the smell, which didn't really hit me until all the kids left.
And to make things crazier, my boss is gone until next week for an annual conference being held in New Orleans this year.
Oh, and that nickname? Since I'm the one who smelled it first and sounded the alarmed they're calling me bloodhound.
And NO this isn't a joke. I'm so dead tired on so many levels from morning and until now I've fallen for a few today.... Oi... shoot me now.
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Date: 2009-04-02 03:01 am (UTC)X3 Don't let the nickname thing get to you. If you don't respond/react to it, eventually the "novelty" dies off and people forget about it.
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Date: 2009-04-02 03:09 am (UTC)I'm okay with it as long as its only they senior staff who bring it up from time to time, because they ARE seniors. They just having fun, but others rub it wrong...