I hadn't said anything here but I recently got promoted to deputy fire chief after a rather extensive interview process and competing with several other really good guys. It felt really funny putting on the white shirt and bugles after all of these years. As funny as it sounds, I was afraid that the guys that I had been on shift with for years were going to laugh their asses off today when I walked in to the station. No such thing happened. Everyone shook my hand and congratulated me which was nice. Busy first day and got nothing useful done. Got my computers and office in line. My wife came up and walked in to my office and turned around and went and got paint. She didn't even let me consult on the color. The bugles on my collar mean nothing to her.