Poor ol’ Miz Cravettes. There are so few joys left in her life. It’s very nice for her that she found a police officer who hasn’t yet taken any reports from her and is therefore still willing to write things down instead of just pretending to. Officer Pettigrew, I am assured, has saved a great deal of pencil lead and pen ink by only mimicking the action of writing things down when she gets as far as, “And I’ve phoned the Senate on several occasions, but THEY don’t seem…”
Unfortunately, you still have to listen at first to make sure she’s not talking about something that’s actually happening. It can be time consuming, but you remind yourself that the boy who cried ‘Wolf” actually knew whether or not there were wolves before he started yelling. Miz Cravettes? She might not know one way or t’other.
