Yes, it's true that we live about a hundred meters away from these guys. And our building wasn't on fire. There was, however, carbon monoxide (as our handy detector kindly informed us at approximately 6:00 this morning) and all sorts of horrible smells as our furnace bit the big one. So it goes with a house that was built in 1847, I guess. With elderly folks and pets I was pretty worried about the situation (the goldfish! the goldfish!) and may have qualified as a damsel in distress. But not for long as our friendly firemen quickly arrived to thoroughly check the place out. I also found myself checking them out, and can now say that I understand the whole firemen-are-hot-thing. I might have to talk to my boyfriend about changing occupations.
Anyway, once it was determined that yes, we were briefly exposed to unhealthy amounts of the deadly stuff- they set up the high powered fans before double and triple checking each and every apartment to make sure it was safe to go back in. All the while keeping us informed, apologizing for making us stand in the cold (as if it was their fault) and helping us figure out a game plan since our landlord is on vacation.
All that would've merited at least four stars in my book, but they really went above and beyond by repeatedly coming back and checking our levels and making sure that the heating company came out today to fix it. I'm still freezing cold right now, but I'm confident that under these folks' watchful eye our heater will be back on before sundown with no threat to my health! Thankyou, Brattleboro's finest!
Update: As predicted, shortly before dusk my heater kicked on. As I slowly thaw out, I will seriously consider bringing cookies around the block to these guys. Hooray! read more