Three years ago -- almost to the day, we blogged about our fire extinguisher training.

Included a shot of Bill putting out a fire.

During this year's training, Craig (our Safety Director) took a photo for me.

Same guy.

There's Bill again.

What are the chances?

We've got 80 full-time employees and we all took the training.

I embarrassed myself this time around. The trainer called out "good job!" as I attacked my fire. Assuming that meant the fire was completely out, I stopped squeezing the extinguisher and stepped back.

Poof!

Just like those rotten candles I always get for my boys' birthday cakes--the ones that blow out easily but then puff back into flame over and over.

Serves me right, I guess.