It's hot and humid today, so I stopped at a Dunkin' Donuts for iced coffee and a breakfast sandwich on my way to a supermarket for my Sunday grocery shopping. The store was moderately crowded when I entered; this wasn't anything new but a certain group of people were particularly loud. I wasn't bothered by them because they were old people and were having a good time, so I walked to the counter and ordered my food and drink.
If there's any time I'd appreciate English isn't my first language, it would be now, because I could easily block what I was hearing mentally and mind my own business. After I was done with my sandwich, I took my drink and walked out of the store. At that time, two patrons who just left the store were resting at the store front. By the look of it, they should be father and son. I first walked past the son and heard him saying something, but I wasn't paying attention so I didn't know what he just said. But when I walked by the father, who was a very old man and was trying to sit on the bench, I heard him saying “It just went on and on and on.” I figured they were complaining the noise in the store.
So, I got into my car and was ready to leave. On my way out, I saw two people coming out of the store, and one of them was J.R. Suddenly, it brought clarity to what I had just witnessed. J.R., our local anti-illegal immigrant activist, if not extremist, was in the store. He is quite a controversial character in our town because he has his own cable TV program aiming for illegal immigrants and has long been targeting a certain racial group in our town. Let me just say he isn't quite popular among certain people.
I could imagine what the pair of father and son had just overheard when they were in the store....
