What can go wrong will go wrong.
My corner office windows gave me a 180 degree view of our entire docks in Victoria’s Inner Harbour. I would glance through the window from time to time to rest my eyes from the glare of the computer monitor, and rest my mind from the constant number crushing I was doing as the chief financial officer and general manager of the company. The view was always interesting. Vessels were coming in and going out. Some days we had unexpected visits from harbor seals, and even an eagle or two fishing for salmon in the Gorge.
Quite a delightful view most of the time.
Today, I could clearly see a fire at the end of the wooden dock. The flames were at least ...