Hot in Herre

Oh lord, the fire department is here. The smoke alarm went off about ten minutes ago, thanks to the workers upstairs who are spray painting the heck out of something. I'm a little curious why the workers upstairs are using spray paint. I mean, they are renovating the space where we house guests and have big meetings. It's sort of a living room + five bedrooms + massive bathroom + kitchen + conference area. Shouldn't they be using real paint on the walls or whatever they are doing? We turned the alarm off and tried to call the fire department to cancel the emergency, but apparently we were too late. They are here. And now they are barging in the front door with their equipment on, and the alarm is still going off. Whew, the whole building REEKS of spray paint...I sort of feel like I’m getting high. Oooh one of the firemen gave me a wink as he passed by my cubicle! This is GREAT! I hope they stay for hours. Man, it is getting harder to type and my head is starting to hurt. These fumes are noxious. I hope I'm still able to have children one day. Oh snap, what if our building was like an airplane, and when the fumes were too bad, the oxygen bags would fall from the ceiling? Hahahahaha!! Okay I need air. Must...find...air...