Ambulance, volunteer fire truck, and deputy about a block away. Sirens, lights, everything. I go outside to watch. Its a one lane road that never has excitement. After a bit, deputy drives to my place. He told me what was going on and a light bulb went on over my head. I was honest. Middle of making lunch there was a knock at the door. I answered. It was JWs inviting me to their church. Was polite, took literature, shook hands. I must have been cooking with peppers that got on my hands. Guy is down the street screaming and thinking he is going blind. Deputy laughed.
I was working on lunch but mainly I think had been seeding peppers so long it soaked the gloves. Didnt feel like explaining that. I honestly feel bad. Deputy was laughing. How many times do we touch our faces each hour?
I was working on lunch but mainly I think had been seeding peppers so long it soaked the gloves. Didnt feel like explaining that. I honestly feel bad. Deputy was laughing. How many times do we touch our faces each hour?