When you live in Oviedo, life is always an adventure. Just a few minutes ago, the Seminole County Special Hazards & Operations fire truck came rolling up to my apartment. As the daughter of a fire-fighter, I knew to take fire trucks - and particularly HazMat trucks - very seriously. So I did what any self-respecting girl would do. I threw on my cutest pair of jeans, touched up the deodorant and the perfume, and went out to see what the commotion was all about.
So I stood outside with 8 fire fighters (no boots, no helmets....all of that should have tipped me off, and I still don't know how they all fit in the truck safely), and learned this was simply a standard training mission. They did ask if I wanted to ride in the truck. I declined. (My father also taught me never to get in the car with strangers, even if they are trained in emergency rescue).