My husband is a firefighter, you know. Take off the head
type fantasies: beautiful, muscular men who are up and down the poles. I know many of the firefighters and are mostly Panzoni (use the words of Brunetta;)) at all attractive, ordinary men, many get older (because it is here to stay operational firefighter 65 years, other countries are rightly set aside well before ...) or over 50, and those that are part of the imaginary female are really only takes a few fingers of one hand to count them.
certainly are strong men, courageous, generous and above all, driven by a passion superhuman because if my father says we are born sailor, I assure you that you have to be predestined to be a fireman. It takes exceptional skills and qualities that are not easily found.
Their pay sucks. In one week, collect about 40 hours of service and the salary of a firefighter with 12 years of service equal to that base with zero seniority of a teacher who makes 18 more hours of tot. Laureta I am ok, not him, but when he goes to work never knows if he comes back ... I risk it? A pen in my eye?
have much free time, is true. With 12-hour shift works in practice two days and one night a week, but 24 hours after their rest after a round of 12 at times not enough to get up again ...
not take the availability, but they are always alert, ready to enter into service if needed ... feel right?
When something happens like an earthquake, immediately leave my husband had a bag ready with what they need to stay away a week. Of course, then they see the money after months and months ... for example my husband has not seen a penny for Eagle when it was in April. I will see if Bertolaso \u200b\u200b& C. take the salary now or after 9 months and especially since when and how much to pay amazing ...
If something serious happens double shifts of 24 hours rest in 12. Tonight, this happened: The woods are burning, because many still missing staff take turns in L'Aquila, staff are really kept to a minimum (remember the controversy when some of Viareggio tg mistakenly told to guard the territory of Versilia c ' were only 6 men? In a province like say I think there are only 3 teams of 5 and 3 teams of 3 firefighters each day, no more) and then shifts to be really exhausting.
Tomorrow we had a baptism, we had organized the weekend but as the forests burn and apparently should be a plane crashed into the sea, but no have beaten the news, have set up 24 hours and I am now alone in having to rethink the whole weekend. Tomorrow I will go to baptism alone with my father, I'll have to jump through hoops to go to feed my cat as my own I'm not home, and on Monday I will have to turn somersaults with screwed because Vic starts to eat ' asylum and goes to 12 and 30 and is also the first day of school.
The forests continue to burn, until you feel the smell in the city, I have a home that a fireplace and when night falls the city is filled with smoke and smell so much that even I do not see the tower from the balcony.
Sometimes being the wife of a firefighter is really difficult, you never know if what you thought of making you do it, you never know what can happen. How many times I phoned the hospital: with a sprained ankle, a crushed leg, with shrapnel everywhere, with broken fingers ... luckily never anything serious, but it is a very dangerous profession.
After September 11 it seemed that something should change, but it's easy to forget the heroes, especially if they are ordinary people, people entering a building in disrepair and dedication not only for glory. You know the world is not the humble. Yet they are always there: to open an elevator, to extinguish the fire, to save people and then when you need them all cheering and the time to realize everything is resolved in a soap bubble.
Excuse the outburst, but it annoys me to stay home alone for 24 hours because it is stupid fun to set fire to a forest .... and tg tomorrow to see only the forest or only the civil defense, they always forget about them, so why not have time to get intervistre seen that they are working!
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