FGR: A Flash in the Sky
I was on call all weekend, and was constantly in and out of the hospital. As a result, there was no way I was going into the "office" to take photos for today's FGR pick, Office Space. Instead, I went to where I would like to work, and wore the distinctive garb of my profession.
While I was taking 30 second dash non-pose posing shots with my camera on a tripod, a sheriff's cruiser slowed on the lonely country road. The deputy seated inside called me over. "We got several calls about a bright flash in the sky out here, did you see anything?" he asked me.
I started to say no, but I recognized the deputy as a friend. Because of my mask, he did not recognize me. "Yeah," I replied. "There was a biright flash in the sky, first white, then pink. About a minute later, a substance similar to tinsel began drifting down. Then it vaporized about three feet off the ground."
The deputy was transfixed, studying me and my tripod closely. "But you can't tell anybody," I continued. "This area is contaminated. We are at Decon 5." The deputy rolled up his window, I removed my mask. After my cursing, we both got a good laugh.
Flickr Group Roulette: Office Space!
FGR: A Flash in the Sky
I was on call all weekend, and was constantly in and out of the hospital. As a result, there was no way I was going into the "office" to take photos for today's FGR pick, Office Space. Instead, I went to where I would like to work, and wore the distinctive garb of my profession.
While I was taking 30 second dash non-pose posing shots with my camera on a tripod, a sheriff's cruiser slowed on the lonely country road. The deputy seated inside called me over. "We got several calls about a bright flash in the sky out here, did you see anything?" he asked me.
I started to say no, but I recognized the deputy as a friend. Because of my mask, he did not recognize me. "Yeah," I replied. "There was a biright flash in the sky, first white, then pink. About a minute later, a substance similar to tinsel began drifting down. Then it vaporized about three feet off the ground."
The deputy was transfixed, studying me and my tripod closely. "But you can't tell anybody," I continued. "This area is contaminated. We are at Decon 5." The deputy rolled up his window, I removed my mask. After my cursing, we both got a good laugh.
Flickr Group Roulette: Office Space!