Written by Vicho on 23 Aug, 2006
To Work in Project Management means working long hours any day of the week.But once I got home at 3:30. Hurray. Lets do something with this great extra free time! I phoned a friend from work to see if we can go squirrel hunting. Great…Read More
To Work in Project Management means working long hours any day of the week.
But once I got home at 3:30. Hurray. Lets do something with this great extra free time! I phoned a friend from work to see if we can go squirrel hunting. Great idea, so we went. We got ready the rifles and started searching for the right trees. We found the trees but no squirrels on them. We really wanted to catch something to eat! We saw a little pond in the wood but there were no frogs to catch and eat either. We walked around the field but there were no rabbits to shoot.
Never mind lets try to catch a fish in the creek! Well we caught some crawfish but they were too tiny for dinner.
We were getting quite hungry and the only other animal we have not tried to hunt was a duck. Ducks are normally on the lake at the cemetery. Last try, the end of our hunting day was at cemetery. No duck- of course.
So we did not catch any meat for dinner but fortunately we found some good mushrooms. When we got home we wrapped them in the breadcrumbs and stuffed some of them with cheese and ham. They tasted good.
Sounds like a happy ending of the unlucky day. Well, those mushrooms were poisoning which I noticed like half an hour after eating them. I have hurt stories about mushrooms poisoning whole my life so I knew what to do. I drunk milk and vomited as much as I could as quickly as I could. The vomiting was coming back in waves accompanied with heavy diarrhea and at some point it was nearly constant. I left the door from my house opened and packed stuff for the hospital in between waves but I survived without phoning an ambulance. The periods between waves started getting longer so I knew I am not going to end this day at the cemetery. My "friend" ended much worse then me. Even two days later he was seeing blue woman and flashes of lights flying around him but fortunately he did not end up at the cemetery either.
And what is the conclusion of the story? So many of you now say: Don’t eat mushrooms! But the conclusion is: Don’t go from work on time!
Written by Vicho on 27 Aug, 2006
When I arrived to America in April I was not expecting any excitement in my life. My job was crap and after work I was going nowhere. After first two miserable months, I managed to change the department. The fun started. Suddenly there were so…Read More
When I arrived to America in April I was not expecting any excitement in my life. My job was crap and after work I was going nowhere. After first two miserable months, I managed to change the department. The fun started. Suddenly there were so many people around me and I started having normal social life.
I was very lucky all that this happened before the Independence Day. My "body" quality auditor is also an assistant chief in a fire department. And fire department is responsible for funny fireworks on 4th of July. Instead of spending that day on my own he invited me to watch the fireworks his fire brigade was making. Well, who would not agree to that? I did not have to stay behind the barriers in the crowd of normal people. He took me straight where all the fire workers were shooting the fireworks. I got my seat at the back of one of the trucks and with my camera ready I was waiting for the fun to start. It seamed to be ages before it got dark enough. But when the show started, it was amazing. I was sitting right under the fireworks. I was so closed that the fireworks hardly ever fitted in my camera screen. It was amazing, very loud and frightening. But to make the matters worse, the next round of the fireworks was shot from the boxes – even closer to me. All I could see were hot ashes falling on the ground all around me. I was expecting any of them to land on me and inflame my Indian shirt at any second. Fortunately, they all missed me. I even managed to keep my camera on, recording all the fire.
I have been in all sorts of troubles in my life, worse than this one of course, but still the combination of shooting, fire and darkness gave me a lesson. Next time I will not want to be "that" close to the action. I am sure from the distance the fireworks must have been a great fun.
As you see the photos of the fireworks, remember the fear I was in taking them to share them with you.