These two police cars came a'racing up and had me surrounded this morning.
I had some of my coffee ("Mexican", this morning), got up, faced the wall, and "assumed the position."
("Well...7 years of scooter riding and loafing with coffee on the sidewalk has finally come to this.")
After awhile, I edged over to my little table and had some more coffee and a little bite of my cinnamon roll, still leaning on the building, with my feet spread properly. ("No telling when my next meal is coming.")
The cute girl in the short-shorts who walks her big dogs by me every day, mumbled something like ,"That guy gets weirder every week" when she passed.
"What's the hold up here?..."
Turns out the boys were just checking a cat activated motion alarm across the street.
"Thought I was finally busted for vagrancy!", I said.
They laughed, shook their heads, "We've been watching you for years - So, how many scooters
do you have?"
Free, to ride another day.....
Stig
