This is the thanks I get??

My friend who regularly goes to hockey with me and who volunteered for the firefighter stairclimb with me just left after having told me a story that nearly broke my hard little heart. After the climb, there was a celebration at a nearby bar. She went. I couldn't because I had cookie sales at the stupid Burt's Red Apple which is in some neighborhood I had never been to. AND I actually went to the wrong store and had to call one of my Brownie moms to find out a) I was in the wrong place and b) please come get me now that I know I'm in the wrong place, but I digress. So she goes and they are there for a while and she is talking to all the firemen and they suggest going to a different bar. The firefighters go to their hotel or wherever to clean up. She goes home to clean up and they all meet again at this other bar. Where she proceeds to party with the firefighters. Let me emphasize this for you... SHE PROCEEDS TO PARTY WITH FIREFIGHTERS! She flirted and got drinks bought for her. She got autographs of some of the firefighters featured in the firefighter calendar. Hell she talked with them too! She was carried to the door by not one but 2 firefighters. She even got a phone number! Fuck the Brownies. Next year they can sell their own damn cookies. I am so partying with firefighters.