Overheard

I was drifting through our local farmers market this evening when I happened to overhear one of the officials that run the thing complaining to someone on her cellphone.

The gist of her point was that someone had without her permission set up a small table to collect signatures for a petition to improve the use of DNA in the solving of crimes. Her problem was that the issue was somewhat of a downer and should not be brought up where families gather.

The ironic part of this for me was that I had just past the petition table and they were set up next to a booth run by Forest Lawn designed to sell cemetary plots.