On my way back from getting my oil changed in the blizzard this morning, I stopped in at Schnucks to pick up some random things. Outside, parked in the fire lane with lights flashing, was a fire truck. This in itself isn't all that uncommon, as I've seen them out there before because of people fainting and old ladies falling and stuff, but not this time. This time the firemen were, dressed in their full fireproof jackets and boots, shopping for groceries just like me. Only I was parked in a normal car in a normal parking spot. But at least we can rest easy knowing that our city's Bravest only had to walk a few feet on the slick icy pavement while the old ladies slid across the parking lot.