Funny what comes up in the breakroom sometimes…
A few of us were discussing churchgoers and possible hypocrisy regarding them, and the idea came up that a particular coworker, about whom customers had said “looked like Jesus” when he had a certain hairdo coupled with a beard, should start his own church. Someone suggested that he would make one related to porn, which elicited the response, “I don’t look at porn!”
What made us all turn our heads was when another coworker, who was just passing through the breakroom to get to the smoking room and caught wind of our discussion, said, “I do!”
The thought that crossed most of our minds was, I did not need to know that. Seriously, we did not need to know that. I don’t think I’ll be able to look at this coworker with a straight face for a while. Of course, people didn’t look at me with a straight face for a while after the pants incident from a couple of months ago.
Otherwise, I went up to the Blue Ridge Parkway for a while after work. I was kind of chilling out at the Rockfish Valley Parking Overlook (milepost 2) when two park rangers came up – one in a Crown Victoria and another in an SUV. I’ve seen them do their weekend thing at the various overlooks before. They basically check you out to make sure that all is well, and that people aren’t drinking or doing drugs on the overlooks. There were about six cars on the overlook, including mine. So they checked out everyone. Three cars were without incident, including mine. One person’s reaction to the rangers’ checking them out elicited a strong reaction from the rangers, who ordered them out of the car. Someone, either the man in question or one of the rangers, shouted, “Who the f— do you think you’re talking to like that?” Ooooookaaaaaay… That confrontation ended without incident, and that guy left. Two other cars left not long after this as well.
The rangers ultimately were interested in the occupants of two cars – a red Mustang, and another car next to the Mustang. Since I was standing next to my Sable staring at everything, one of the rangers came over to me to see if I needed any assistance. I guess I looked like I was waiting to speak to one of them. I was quite straight-up about what I was doing at that point. I was just watching. The ranger told me that it was something to do with “drugs and alcohol”. Translated? Those two cars were getting busted. I stayed and watched for a good hour, until I looked at my watch and was like, look at the time! The occupants of the Mustang were given citations, while the rangers were still dealing with the occupants of the other car when I left.
All in all, quite an interesting evening. And I still can’t wait for my vacation, since these late evenings at work suck, and I’m to the point where I’m dreading coming to work each day.