Every weekday at noon, when I go outside for my cigarette break, an old woman dressed like a jehovah’s witness strides purposefully up the hill.  At the same time, a younger woman on a bicycle circles the parking lot twice while texting on her phone.  What do these mysterious harbingers portend?  And more importantly, what do these mysterious portents harbinge?  There must be some sort of connection, but it eludes me…

–Eric