Thursday, February 19, 2009
Intimidation and cranberry sauce
Today, American President Barack Obama is visiting Ottawa. Also, I was late for work this morning.
You'd be forgiven for thinking that these two events are linked, but actually they're not. It wasn't presidential road closures or steely-eyed Secret Service types that prevented me from reaching the office on time. It was gang activity.
Yeah, in West Carleton. I know. I'm surprised and disturbed too. There I was, minding my own business, driving down Old Carp Road, when a gang stepped out into the street. A girl gang. All dressed alike in black, sneering at me. They were loitering all over the front yards of a couple of houses, and when they saw me coming, they stepped out into the road, blocking my way. Daring me to blow my horn at them or get angry. I'm not ashamed to admit I was a little scared. They looked mean.
When I got out my camera and started snapping pictures they moved off, swearing at me. At least they didn't key my car.
As I drove away, I started to feel hungry, and I swear I could smell sage.