Your bin is on fii-iire...

so yeah, walking around campus, marvelling at the sunset and how pretty the cathedral looks all lit up when i noticed that a bin outside of the senate building and the library was smoking a lot- it was on fire.
yep-seriously.
someone had thrown a, still lit, cigarette into the bin and it had set alight the contents.
so i, the epitome of cool, calmly called campus watch and had the following converchat;
Campus Watch (CW):Hello, campus watch
Me:er, hi, this is gonna sound weird but you know the bin outside on the senate building and the library?
CW(sounding bored):Yeah?
Me:It's kind of fire.
CW(completely unsurprised):(sighing)OK.
Me:well...er...can someone come and sort it out?
CW:Yeah, I'll send someone down
Me:Do you want me to wait, so you know which one it is?although it's not really hard to spot, you know...cos it's on fire and everything and the other bins aren't...well, i dunno, they might be, I-
CW(interrupting):yeah, just stay there, I'll get someone to sort it out.
Me:Cheers!
CW:no problem.

so there i was, standing next to a bin that was on fire, praying no one i knew/any fit people/ any people i knew who i thought were fit would walk past when a bloke carrying a bottle of water strode along and this converchat happened;

(Bloke notices the bin is smoking)
Bloke(pointing at the bin):...is that bin on fire?
Me:pretty much, yeah
Bloke(pointing at me):Did you do that?
Me(affronted):no, i did not, someone chucked a cigarette in there. I'm waiting for campus watch so they know where it is so they can out it out.
Bloke(rummaging through his bag):Well, won't they be able to tell which of the two bins here is on fire, seeing as the other one isn't?
Me:You'd think so wouldn't you?
Bloke(producing a full bottle of water):Try using that.
(I pour the water into the bin and the fire goes out)
Me:ah, cheers!legend!
Bloke(taking empty bottle back):that's alright. i better get going
Me:more bins to put out?
Bloke:you better believe it.

So then i phone campus watch, and said possibly the strangest sentence of my life;
"It's alright now- the bin's out."

And, slightly proud for having saved a bin, went home happy, albeit with the smell of burning rubbish stuck up my nose.

What a fab life i live =]