A not so quiet day at the store . . .
I was in one of those stores where aisles, going both ways, run deep into the other end of the block and you don’t know where you are or can’t know what’s going on just an aisle or two away.
But as I poked along, I heard some one cry out, and followed by noises as if someone had fallen and was calling for help. So, what would you do? Yeah, me too, so I hurried toward the noise, and then, yeah, there was someone on the floor, but not what I had expected. . .
Instead, there were three people on the floor. All men, and two of them were Cops and the third one, was still yelling, but with the Cops trying to pin him down, and at the same time telling him to Shut up and quit yelling.
Well, one of the cops gave me a ‘get away’ glance that told me I was not wanted there, and also that there was nothing I could do, and I got away as fast as I had hurried there.
Then I remembered that when I had entered the store, there had been a Cop, in uniform, also going through the doors. Now, we all see Firemen in the Grocery stores shopping for their coming meals, but it was the first time I’d ever seen Cops doing so, and I wondered what was so urgently needed that he was shopping in uniform.
But, as I hurried away from the scene, I knew he had been called there, and wondered what the man was doing to cause the Management to call the Police to not only come, but cause them to tackle him. And I also wondered why, if they needed Police, why didn’t they tell customers also??? There were no shots fired, Thank Heavens, but if they needed Cops, how were they to know there’d not be shots??? But just the same no help was needed from me and I left the store in a hurry,
As I moved an aisle or two from the scene, the sounds of the scuffle were soon buried in music and people talking, quite unaware of what was going on. But it was none of my business and I got out of there fast. Yelling, scuffling and calling out was all that had happened, and I wasn’t going to hang around to find out what had caused it, either.
If it amounted to anything big, it’d be on the news or in the paper, and there have been no reports, and so I suppose it amounted to nothing but shoplifting. But I can’t help but wonder, why two Cops? How did the store know they even needed Cops? There had been no cautionary words given to customers as they entered the store, Odd, whatever it was, I suppose it had been handled well, for there had been no confusion in the store except if one had been as near to it all, as I had been.
And I just blundered upon it, thinking someone needed help, but never again.
Like you, I’ve seen enough headlines and heard about too many guns being fired in such seemingly innocent times, that I was glad just to get away from it all, and if I ever again hear someone yelling and with scuffling, I’m going to know it has nothing to do with me, and will hurry to go ‘the other way’. as fast as I’d hurried toward it the other day.
And all this went on right here in the peaceful environs of Murray. Yes, and it remained calm too, except for the poor cuss who had been tackled to the floor, sat upon, and told to shut up as well. Yeah, right here in our peaceful City of Murray.
i commend your retreat to safety.
I read with pride the account of the heroic efforts of the two Americans and the Briton that tackled and disarmed the jihadist on the train two days ago, I regret the attacks on innocents in Algeria, and the other outrages in other places in the World that have been subjected to the meaningless deaths of innocents. My hackles go up in anger to the ability of terrorists to commit such outrage of meaningless suffering. Moreover, my helplessness is seen in frustration of my government’s flailing and spitting in the wind.
I wonder at the willingness of the perpetrators to die so bravely. How is such courage taught and instilled into people, and more important how do we unlearn those whose motivation is so keen.
Being ever vigilant is the watch we have to keep for our own safety. Your commentary is great.
Thanx Jim. I liked my reactions, and didn’t like my reactions. The victim that I saw, might have deserved exactly what he got, but I sorrowed to think I walked away from him and what was happeiing. There is no good answer to any of it, and in some ways, I too was a victim. thanx for your comments. ur ant e.b.