At around the 10:50am, I was walking around the building. I saw the SJFP red-colored fire truck in the distance northbound from where I was starting my mid-morning break. One guy got out to do something to the yellow fire hydrant. The truck moved up a few more feet to the next fire hydrant and another guy got out to work on the hydrant. Then the truck rounded the corner to its right and parked across another hydrant in which the driver got out and worked on the hydrant, which was to my left.
But I scooted to the right between some bushes and avoided any possible sprays from his activities. [Snickering!] I should have talked to the nice-looking, skinny, white boy and find out why they keep working on the fire hydrants near this area.
Then after another five to ten minutes, I finished the “half-circuit” of walking and saw the fire truck (T-28) make its was into the back parking lot, down a couple of aisle and towards the back, only to roll away slowly to the cul-de-sac and out the “drive”.
I got my shoes, paused, looked, thought and carried on my way (a song).
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