Jul 03 2008
VFFS (Volunteer Fire Fighter Syndrome)
Have you ever seen those little guys with the big fire radios strapped the their miniscule waists? they never let the conversation go far before bringing up the obvious fact that they are a member of the local Volunteer Fire Fighter Hall.
As if you couldn’t tell from his jacked up truck with the little light on top, and the many fire fighter decals on the rear window. Never mind all the bumpersticker propaganda.
These little fellows are usually of slight build, and have a major inferiority complex. They get their validation from being a member of this group. (Typicly those who fit this niche I am describing, are not the average member of the firehall, they are the odd man out, the guy that hung around long enough that the other members of the Firehall felt that they must give the guy a badge or something, becuase it was clear that he was simply never going away.)
Whenever there is a fire in the town, avoid starting a conversation with the little guy, because he will start like this: ” So, did you hear about the big fire last night? I was there/I went in/I was at work when it started, and had to leave and race to get there/I saved the poodle…
-Ezra Hilyer

I have been thinking of someday starting a literary/action magazine, and though it has been on the back burner for so many years, I have finally started the ball rolling.