man cards

Tonight I walked into the TV room at the firehouse and saw four grown men sitting around the TV watching a movie. But this was no ordinary movie. This was not their normal crude boy-humor movie. This was not a shoot-em-up action flick. This was a classic teeny-bopper movie. This was an adolescent cheerleading movie. They were watching Bring It On. Seriously.

I could not believe my eyes. I quietly sat down to join them and took in the next hour and a half of PG rated movie watching. After the movie ended they realized what had just happened. The boys quickly blamed me for the complete brake-down of morals on our shift, if not the entire department. I am to blame. This never would have happened before I came. It was my fault. Then they officially turned in their Man Cards to me.