After having an early morning discussion with my girlfriend during which she asked me what shirt was the one her son was referring to when he asked her to wash it and have it ready for tonight(our sons play on the same team) and then her locating it and putting it in the washer...I then quizzed her about her coughing during our conversation and she said she had a tickle and hoped she was not getting ill...well she called back around 10 and said you know that coughing I was doing while we were on the phone...well it was because my washing machine was smouldering and emitting smoke...once she realized what was happening she kept running up and down stairs pouring water into the machine so the baseball shirt would not be ruined...then she tried to call me and then her sister and found neither of us at home
when it finally dawns on her to call the Fire Dept
...to which came 3 trucks, an ambulance, the Chiefs car and a police car...the machine is kaput but...the baseball shirt has been saved
...so to those out there who cannot understand priorities always remember....the uniform comes first
