I was in a meeting at work on Friday and apparently an alarm went off and a couple of firefighters came to check it out.
We had been bounced from our original meeting room and were meeting in a break room that had floor to ceiling glass walls. When those firefighters walked by, full gear, ax, oxygen tanks, helmets, boots, all the women in the meeting were quite aflutter (me included) and the men in the meeting made comments that they should come to work dressed as firefighters.
Now, what was funny was that when I got back with my boss to our neck of the building, my co-worker (who didn’t come to this particular meeting) ALSO mentioned the firefighters, and how all the women were playing gopher in their cubes or sticking their heads out of their offices as the firefighters walked by.
It must be the hero complex. They’re in pretty good shape, hauling around all that gear, they show up in dangerous situations, when all that adrenaline is pumping, and they’ll risk life and limb to save yours.
I was a bit shocked at my reaction, but…mmmmm…