All was quiet at the Starbucks on Technology Drive in San Jose yesterday. Too quiet. I sat there for fifteen minutes watching for signs of local lunacy. You know what I mean: An opera singer locked in the bathroom; A jittery nutcase throwing hot chocolate at passersby; a notorious newspaper thief. Hell, I would have settled for a cross-dressing zombie. But no dice. I finally had to settle for listening-in on a conversation between a local police officer (pictured above) and the woman he was trying to impress. "It's all a matter of training and patience," he said, explaining how he single-handedly prevented a teenager from spraypainting graffiti on a wall. I kept him under surveillance for about 10 minutes, snapping picture after picture. I guess his training didn't include watching for Spycams ...!
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Wow, does it take 15 minutes to find that there :o? Here it is a by the second thing.~Mary
Maybe he thought you looked harmless.
Did you ask him why he wasn't at a donut shop?
Glad he did not notice you and arrest you.
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