Observant Much?

Wednesday I went to school, my mind was not focused on school. I went into my first class and received a message from my mother about my doctors appointment the next day. She said that the doctor wasn't going to be able to meet me for the appointment but had an opening at 11:20. Right after my 10 o'clock class I took off to the doctors. I decided it would be fun to drive fast, but just my luck I ran into traffic. I got to my appointment and got a couple of prescriptions. I went to the pharmacy on the first floor of the clinic to have them fill my prescription. As I'm sitting, waiting for my prescriptions to be filled I felt that I might have a different appointment at the same clinic. I go to the second floor and discover that I did have another appointment but had two hours to kill before the next one. My mind began to go wild with what I could do in the two hours. I decide that I could grab some lunch and study some school work. Seems like a good idea, until I got to the Corner Bakery Cafe. This is where it all started I observed that this must be a good restaurant because the line was all the way out the door when I got there. Now that I'm in observant mode I start listening to conversations that people are having around me and what people are doing around me. The first thing I did was scan the area for potentials (girls) and after finding out that these where old people I quickly restrained my focus. I got a seat right next to a couple of ladies who had there children with them. I just thought of how awesome it was that these women have all this stuff going on in there lives and are managing there kids like it's just second nature. they never missed a beat in there conversations and kept the kids clean and in there seats. I can see why women have to be able to multi task so well. I dug into my Loaded Potato Soup Bread Bowl and read a little in my Economics book. Two ladies sat on the other side of me and talked about a lot of absolutely random stuff. By the end of there conversation they talked about coffee, what their food tasted like, deserts, breast feeding, table manners, jobs, hates, loves, and by the end of this exhausting conversation they concluded that they should take a walk afterwards and walk across some bridge. I figured I had been in the restaurant for too long after that conversation so I drove back to the clinic. The Clinic has been undergoing some renovations and have bought some property on the corner of the property. The lot was being cleared out for space to put a new building on. It was in primed for skateboarding. Some reason in high school I became a wood pusher and skateboarded a bit so I knew what I was looking for. I pulled into the parking lot and saw a couple of kids and I knew from the moment I saw them that they were boarders. So I got my creep on and stalked them for a bit to confirm that they where truly skateboarders. One was outside of the car talking on his cellular device. The other was gathering some sort of imaging device, I couldn't see from my strategic location... directly in front of them. I even backed into the stall to get a better view. I watched until the proof was revealed from the trunk. Two skateboards and there owners. I went upstairs to the waiting room as fast as I could so I wouldn't miss any of the action that was about to go down on the corner of 400 S. and 900 E. One seemed to have a little limp and continued to stay on his mobile. The other with the camera set up at a drop between some trees, and a third had been practicing his twisty twirls and flipty flops. They began to make some action happen, I was glued to the window on the second floor. standing in the lonely waiting room of a doctors office became exciting and dangerous. Try after try the skateboarders finally found a trick they liked. First a kickflip then a backside-flip, then... cops I was so bummed. The officer of the law pulled up in a big white van thinking he was all cool ran right into the path of the imaging device. No more footage and no more fun to be had on a completely empty lot. I couldn't understand why the cop had to be so forceful with driving in all intimidating like. I didn't like how it was handled. Luckily my mind was onto the next thing. A father and his child had stepped into the waiting room and sat down to fill out some paper work. He called his wife and asked her some general questions on the paperwork. Questions like how many months had the wife been with child before he was born and how much he weighed were the ones I liked the most. As he asked he first answered his question, and in all seriousness he said "wasn't it like 6 months after you got pregnant that he was born. At 17 pounds or something like that?" after a couple of remarks from his wife he said "really it was nine months? he was 7 pounds yea that sounds right." I thought it was great that he was such a dad.