Have a Duvet Day

I read this in a blog kept up by an American police officer. Sounds like it was a day when the drug store clerk should have stayed at home.

He was walking home from work, some drug store, when a young guy pulled out a sawed off shotgun and demanded his money. He handed it over and then turned and ran. After running for a few blocks and seeing that he was alone he pulled out his cell phone and dialled 9-1-1. Just as the operator came on the line someone came up from behind him and grabbed his cell phone. When he turned around he noticed that this was a different guy, this time with a pistol. When he asked for his wallet too he explained he was just calling the police because someone had just robbed him.

Actually, it was a bad day for the cell phone thief. Police swamped the area and one officer cornered him only to have the crook draw a weapon and shoot him twice. Both shots were on target but were stopped by the policeman’s vest. The shooter ran off but, thinking he had killed a law officer, handed himself in to police a few hours later.

I had a Duvet Day today. Woke up about 6 am'ish feeling like death not fully warmed up. I dressed quickly but temperature slid down to something akin to freezer shelf. Just about made it to the quack's for my weekly blood check and then staggered home to hand over duty to Norma. Slept as if drugged until dinner time and now seem a little bit better. So much for all the fuss about getting a flu jab at the end of last year!