Fire Marshall Bill

Yesterday at work, I was underneath a Maxima working when a co-worker in the bay next to me calmly says, "JP, would you mind giving me a hand here?" I look up and see sparks shooting out of the vent hole where the bumper would be.

I jump up as he says, "I have a little fire here." I run to get a bucket and the hose. The side door wasn't open so as I was running with the hose, it jerked me back when it reached it's limit. So I attempted to put a quart of water into a small container with the water hose that's hard to control.

I yelled at another co-worker to help me open the door to get the hose through. We finally got the hose through the fence, but I stood outside away from the fire and laughed.

The reason for the fire was my co-worker was welding in a tail light pocket and it caught the insulation on the inner quarter panel trim on fire. The insulation is to keep the sounds down and is extremely flammable. That's the logical reason.

My reason is because he didn't know that you should pull back the trim and put a fire retardant blanket in between the interior and the repair.

So later one of our supervisors was watching the tape of the whole incident. Apparently I jumped up so fast that he didn't even notice until he watched the tape frame by frame. It was so funny! LOL All you see is me zooming out the back door! LOL

I hate idiots!

Today, my wife, Kaytee, was driving home from our school on the back roads, meaning neighborhoods avoiding traffic lights. While driving that way, she saw a broken Heineken bottle scattered on her lane. She couldn't avoid driving over the glass since there was a car coming in the opposite lane.

As she drove over the glass she cringed. Knowing she was running over the glass. When she got home and turned the van off she could hear the hissing from the air rushing out of the tire.

She called me in hysterics telling me to bring a jack home. She tends to get upset over anything that goes wrong with any of our cars. I told her not to worry and that I would check the tire when I got home.

I got home just before 6pm and the tire was completely flat. I put the spare on, but refused to let her drive the van. The spare was so rusted, I wouldn't have driven on it myself. I looked at the original tire and had to actually dig the glass out with a knife. I doubt I got all of it out.

immediately and Kaytee could have lost control of the van.

PEOPLE, be aware of what you throw out of your vehicles!