The other day I was in Lowes and there were six police cars in the parking lot with a lot of activity. I exited my truck cautiously in case something was popping off. When I got to the first policeman, I asked if it was safe for me to go in and he told me that the issue was resolved and they were just getting video footage, etc.
Of course, I was curious as to what went down.
Turns out, a fugitive in the area was shopping in Lowes and the Chief of Police and his wife walked in and saw him. When the Chief yelled out the fugitive's name, he took off running and jumped in his car. The Chief grabbed onto the car and the fugitive drug him for a few before the Chief let go. A customer who was leaving, saw what went down and followed the car calling the police and telling them where to find the suspect. The Chief was okay save for being scraped up.
Quiet as it's kept, one of my and Robby's favorite television shows is "In the Heat of the Night." There have been plenty of Sunday mornings when we have stumbled upon a marathon and been stuck like Chuck. When I told Robby about what went down at Lowe's he was like...
Robby: The Chief didn't have his gun on him?
Me: Probably not. He was with his wife.
Robby: You don't think Chief Gillepsie would have his gun on him if he was with Harriet?
Me: Hell no! Harriet was a lady. She would have made him leave his gun at HIS house.
Robby: I bet the Chief still kept a gun strapped to his ankle or something.
And then we fell down the rabbit hole of our favorite episodes, etc.
Something we both always laughed about was how the Chief would always send Sweet down to the bottom to spy on someone. I mean really. Like nobody in the bottoms knew that Sweet was on the police force. But he'd trot on down there and his disguise would be a baseball hat. I'd be down in the bottoms talking about..."HEY SWEET! WE SEE YOU! YALL SEE THAT'S SWEET RIGHT? RIGHT!" Just crazy. I can't believe they put Sweet in danger like that.
Speaking of Lowes. I had to go back there again today and went to use the restroom. I had to go badly so I grabbed the first stall. As I'm in there, I realize that someone was in the stall next to me talking to a man on speakerphone.
I was so annoyed.
As I was washing my hands, she came out. Young girl. I looked at her and was like..."Are you serious! You work here????????????"
I asked her if she thought it was appropriate to use the speakerphone while other people were in the bathroom taking care of private business in the restroom. I told her that it was highly inappropriate, especially at her place of employment. The sound of everyone taking care of their business and flushing the toilets was just...EW! SERIOUSLY???????? I couldn't fix my face to save my life. I was SO.DAMN. ANNOYED.
I found an older lady that I'd exchanged friendly words with before and told her she should pull the young lady aside and let her know that her behavior was highly inappropriate and that, had I decided to tell a manager, she'd probably be in big trouble.
I am still annoyed. Big time.
Would that annoy you? Or are we at a point in life where being annoyed with that is being a prude?