Some useless old sister - mid 80s - never married - but "could have married someone but they were not spiritual type" whose only use was to be a gossiper would never understand Heisenbergs principle ie. if you keep on giving hints people know what you are doing. When I went to the hall she was at the first time, these seats were extremely hard, and my arse was getting sore sitting on some curved timber covered by a cloth. And the timber would dig in. Seats in sub saharan aftica would be better but I did give me the opportunity to realise that she delighted in thinking that she could "help" people by gossping. Paul would have said that she bang out a few kiddies and learn to mind her own business but unfortunately her spirituality was negected.
Anyway it turned out that some wicked people decided to illegally wiretap my apartment. I could tell that they were doing this because put simply they are wiked that just can't keep their mouths shut and rejoice with the bad and don't trust others. To be sure it was them I took 6 weeks off meetings and then at a DC and this stupid woman was staring across the stadium trying to look at me. Lest we forget that after 40 your eye site detiorates and I would see her squinting as she was looking at me. And I was looking around for the nigger in woodpile.
Aparently the talk was supposed to be for me it appears as the speaker decided to come and tell me so, and also tell me that I should not have been looking around when he was speaking.
I just told him that I was going for a piss and invited him to come and hold my dick.