I was in the county court house today paying taxes on a truck. Line was fairly long. Nice 60ish woman in front of me had a cell phone call and put in on speaker,
a LOUD speaker. The woman on the other end was telling about a neighboring house that had trucks,cars and flood lights around it. It turned out that someone was
filming a story about the house being haunted. People in the line were shuffling around, turning around, and mumbling about having to listen to the rude
conversation, but when the haunted house was mentioned, everyone got real quiet and you could see ears perk up. After the brief conversation was over I asked the
lady where the house was. It turned out to be in a fairly nice subdivision and the house was only 28 years old, occupied by a family with 3 children. Naturally I
blamed things on the children or their friends.
KEH