The talk of the lunchroom today was about a woman in a quiet neighborhood here in Beaumont who was attacked at 10:00 a.m. Sunday morning in broad daylight by a man she caught in her backyard trying to start her riding lawnmower. When the woman went into her backyard to confront the man, he tried to sexually assault her.
"That's just crazy," said co-worker 1.
"It was the middle of the morning. He must have been on drugs," added co-worker 2.
"What kind of a drug would someone take that would make them want to cut grass and have sex?" I asked.
"Wait a minute," I said, "If there's a drug that would make my next husband want to cut grass and have sex. I want some of that."
Co-worker 1 said, "I'm going to pull my husband's riding lawnmower into the front yard and see if I can get any takers."
"Hell," co-worker 1 continued, "My husband would probably drive it out there for me. 'There you go, Susie. Knock yourself out'."