When cops are jerks
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: A plane flying over head
Okay, I admit that this hasn't been the best week for personal grooming. My hair's badly in need of a cut, my ratty shirt's got alot of holes in it and smells like cat pee and my cords are torn in several places and pretty thread-bare. I also shuffle alot more (1,2,3,4,5. 1,2,3,4,5.) but I was just on my way home from Sainsbury's with groceries (Bread, wine, a chocolate cake [Shh.. don't tell Elisabeth]) when I noticed a car following me. I turned around and sure enough it was the cops. I turned, they stopped. I resumed walking, they drove on, then parked a block up the street and watched me approach them & pass by. I hate that because whenever something like that happens, for some reason I can't walk like normal and today for some reason I affected a limp. uilty conscience I guess. Anyhow, they left me alone after I stopped to let a car full of a young family have priority getting out of their driveway.

I'd expect this kind of jerky behaviour in Egham but Woking? Sigh.

-Convict #78-55-40 out.