Monday, 19 July 2004

A few days ago I was walking down the main street of Cunnamulla trying to mind my own business, when suddenly there was a loud bang and I felt something hard hit my chest. ...

It gave me a huge fright. Water sprayed everywhere, over my coat and jeans. Had I stirred things up that much in this little town? Who would want to water bomb me?? I looked around to see 3 suspicious looking blokes heading across the street. Behind me was a shop keeping and 2 girls. Listening to them I realised the blokes were aiming for the shopkeeper who was outside her shop. The culprits were the town butchers. I headed for the grocery store as planned, and everyone had a laugh about how I got hit. I decided there and then to buy the ‘lovely’ butchers a packet of biscuits for their efforts. The woman behind the counter suggested they mustn’t have enough work to do. In the meantime (unknown to me) the shop owner had rang the butchers shop and told them that they actually hit an under cover cop. Everyone in the shop laughs yet again. Finally I headed across to those mischievous butchers. I walked in and asked to see the person who hit me with the water bomb. All 3 men gingerly emerged from the back room. The youngest of the 3 sheepishly owned up. I said to him, “Well I think you must be bored, and need to occupy your time better. So here is something to share with your mates”. He was stunned. 
“I think that you should have them” he said politely.

“No I already have another packet for me, these are for you”

I spoke a blessing over them as I left the shop and he said “I’m really sorry”.

What fun!

Moral: Beware of bored shop owners in small country towns.