Broken promises have been on my mind quite a bit lately. Usually from things I need to do and have asked to have done and they failing to carry through.
I felt rather peevish about one this morning and futzzed about until I rationalized the failure of completion. Then, having attacked the problem another way and completing it, I relaxed and browsed the Wichita Police events page.
I found, as most of us do, that I’m hardly unique in the world coming across this blotter entry:
A 56/f says she loaned someone her car so he could go to court on Monday. He didn’t return the car afterward. She says she talked with him that evening and he said he would pick her up from work, but he never showed up. He also hasn’t answered his phone.
I’ve never really trusted phones. Never have.
From the reaches,