Interesting Eavesdropping:
About 11am we walked into a sandwich shop. There were on one person behind the
counter. On the side of the counter were
two young detectives. I knew they were
detectives because they both had guns and handcuffs on their belts. I thought it was interesting they did not have face masks on.
The lady behind the counter was talking to the men she was
preparing their sandwiches. They were
talking about a murder case. She was
telling them about a murder case in Sandy Springs that she knew a lot
about. I think she had some kind of
relationship of someone involved in the murder.
As it unfolded, she knew the victim and the murderer.
They listened and
offered their opinions, telling her to bear in mind that Fulton County law enforcement
does things differently from Cobb County’s law enforcement.
I have a bad sciatica nerve.
It I am sitting or standing for over a few minutes I think a type of stiffness
sets in. I learned whenever I am still
for a long period of time I need to more my left leg up and down. I think it gets blood circulating. While the lady behind the counter was talking
to the detectives and it looked like it would be a while I started moving my
left leg back and forth and up and down.
The movement caught the attention of my leg movements, glanced at it,
then did a double focus. Opps, they must
think I am on speed or something, so I quit.
They got their sandwiches and left.
We ordered.
As the lady was preparing our sandwiches two young ladies came
in. They apparently knew the lady behind
the counter. One asked her was she going
to the service. I forgot what she said,
if she was going to the service or not.
Interesting one of the ladies took out a cell phone and slid
it across the counter. Then, I think
since she was bogged down making our sandwiches they told their friend they
would be back. And as they left one of
them grabbed a sack of potato chips and told her to put it on her tab.
Service? Did that
have anything to do with the Sandy Springs shooting? There were plenty of questions I had.
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