A Superior Scene

So I'm zippin over to Bingham's Hardware Hank the other week to get a new fixture for an old light table, when I see a cop parked by Bev's Jook Joint on Tower Avenue (see pic). The cop is looking in the direction I'm heading - south. I cross the North End tracks in my truck and it must've been break time because a slew of Amsoil women come out of their building - you know, the overly tanned ones with great legs who wear short skirts or sharp pantsuits with racing jackets, and have wrinkles from smoking too much.

Then I see what the cop was looking at: a gangly scraggly-lookin' guy (much like myself, btw) wearing a parka over his orange jumpsuit, a railroad engineer’s hat and earmuffs (despite the fact its 75 degrees out). He was sitting on one o' them big chunks of basalt that CCTap uses for traffic control in its parking lot. Fortunately I hit the red light at Broadway Ave. at the perfect time so I can see what's going on. This guy is ogling the women and I see a smile emerge on his face as they approach him. Well the women finally see him and part like the Red Sea. Half of 'em go east and half of 'em go west on Broadway. Then the light turned green and I had to get going. I don't know what happened next, but I saw another cop speedily approaching the situation for backup...

Looking south from North End tracks. Cop was parked by red Mustang. Amsoil, CCTap and traffic light in background