There’s been a helicopter circling around within earshot for about 30 minutes now. It probably means there’s an accident or a traffic situation out on the highway that isn’t far from here.
Either that or The Man is coming for me. Henry Hill style.
Stir that gravy!*
*I am guessing I’ve made that particular Goodfella’s joke on this here blog thingie at least a thousand times. It’s okay, so long as you don’t make the call from inside the house.
In the office park I work in these days there are two buildings. The cafeteria is in one building, and my desk is in the other. Twice today I have walked to the cafe. Once for a drink at about 10:40am, and then later to get lunch at a little after 1:00pm.
During both walks outside, the building was being circled by a helicopter.
There are two possible reasons for this. One, given our close proximity to the traffic nightmare known either as state route 128, or US route 95, there may be a traffic situation nearby that is being constantly monitored by local news networks.
The other possible explanation for the helicopter is that Henry Hill works in my building.
Always remember, don’t call from the house phone and make sure you keep stirring the gravy!
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