if you call the fire department for a non-emergency, be sure you have your clothes on, cuz they might want to come over and check things out.
my smoke alarm has been beeping consistently for at least a week now. i figured out it needed a new battery. i asked my mom to do it while i was at work on wednesday. she told me she did, but it was still beeping. so i let it beep for a few more days. this morning i decided it was time to see what the heck was going on. i took it off the wall and read the back. it said if it beeps constantly (even with a fresh battery) that there are likely combustion particles detected. so i don't really know what that means, but i DO know what combustion is, and it's not something i want happening in my house.
i looked it up online, but found nothing (i really do try to google everything before phoning a friend). i didn't know which friend to call, so i called my friendly neighborhood fire department, figuring someone could give me some answers over the phone. nope, not really. they offered to send a truck over. YIKES! i didn't have any clothes on yet. i asked her to give me a couple minutes. i had just enough time to put something on and up rolled the large red engine with 4 kind public servants at my door. they were ready for flames. there were no flames. i hated to disapoint. well, not really. it was just embarassing to have all these firefighters in my house to look at my smoke detector. :) talk about overkill!
they used some nifty little gadget to see if there was any carbon monoxide or something in the air. it all checked out. so they thought i probably just needed a new detector. okey dokey. they left, all's well. so i called my mom to tell her what happened. as we were talking it came out that she actually changed the batteries in the carbon monoxide detector. ha. ha. ha. ha. the battery had never been changed in the smoke detector. she never even saw it. i'm still buying a new smoke detector. that's all there is to it.
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