This would be a dangerous situation normally, it it was a wood burning fireplace… but, I own a gas fireplace
I have some deep concerns over the youngsters growing up this week. From the limited experience I have with them, they are terrible. They do not look up from their cellphones for three straight seconds, plus they aren’t using that space-age tool to acquire any overpriced knowledge, that is for sure. I’m blown away time plus time again by all the typical sense things these idiots don’t know. For instance, I learned recently that my 16 year seasoned niece doesn’t know what taxes are. It’s not that she’s having trouble filing her own taxes, which is understandable – no, she literally didn’t know about taxes. Federal, state, or sales. I almost cried when my wonderful friend and I had that talk, plus so did she. Don’t even get me started on my 14 year seasoned nephew, though, because he’s even more clueless. The other afternoon he easily almost burnt down my house trying to increase the air temperature by a few degrees. How is this possible, you ask? Well, I left the little moron alone to go rent a Redbox motion picture yeahterday, plus in that time he decided the indoor air temperature was unsatisfactory, rather than decreasing the control unit, like a human would, he decided it was best to light up the fireplace. Isn’t this off to a excruciating start? Well so was his fire. Apparently he could not get the logs to light, so in his “freezing cold desperation,” he decided to dump lighter fluid all over the fireplace. This would be a dangerous situation normally, it it was a wood burning fireplace… but, I own a gas fireplace. This stupid child set fire to my fake plastic logs. The melted puddle of plastic plus lighter fluid was finally starting to heat up the house, right as I walked in the front door.