Over the ocean and far away

When I first received the invite to the Wetdown Party I discarded it, thinking it was porn spam. When later in the day, a senior manager mentioned the party during lunch, I gulped down my chicken Caesar salad and hurried back to my desk to re-read the email.

So, what’s a wetdown party? Well, once in a while the firefighter station buys a new engine and they invite firefighters from the region to come for its baptism… or something like this…

Sounds innocent enough… and they promise there will be many hot firefighters and this is extra incentive.
In New Jersey, they don’t have professional firefighters. They are all volunteers. Actually Pete, the guy at work, is a volunteer firefighter in his free time. They do receive a lot of training, but it’s not what they do for living. Sounds cool: a second life, far more adventurous than life at Merck.

He invited us to experience some real American party. We arrive in the blare of the sirens. There it is a shiny yellow brand new fire truck getting wetdown…

I thought all firetrucks were suposed to be red? Pete says tehy can be any color, actually green is trebdy these days… but yellow is not bad…

Many people, beer flowing, food (American) given away… Music, happy faces…. Photos with the firemen… More photos with more firemen… while the firetreucks come and go… And the party goes late into the night, but we must go…

I’ve never heard of anything like this in Europe… But maybe it’s because I never had a firefighter friend…

Hasta pronto!

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