Tuesday, May 10, 2005
About three quarters of an hour ago I was walking down my street on my way to work. Near the main road I saw two teenagers pounding towards me as fast as they could.
“Aha, a couple of young lads getting some exercise!” I thought. “Capital. Some hill training to get the blood flowing.”
Then I noticed that the one in front was carrying a laptop in his arms. “Strap must have broken… He can’t wait to get home and down to some study! Take a break, bookworm!”
I stood to one side and let them thunder past. And the puffing community police officer behind them.
I probably should have stopped them, but vigilante justice is rarely a good thing.
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“Aha, a couple of young lads getting some exercise!” I thought. “Capital. Some hill training to get the blood flowing.”
Then I noticed that the one in front was carrying a laptop in his arms. “Strap must have broken… He can’t wait to get home and down to some study! Take a break, bookworm!”
I stood to one side and let them thunder past. And the puffing community police officer behind them.
I probably should have stopped them, but vigilante justice is rarely a good thing.
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