Small Town Emergency?
Oh, what an eventful day. For downtown El Segundo anyway. I’m going to miss this place when we leave.
See, we share our ground floor office space with online ad agency Gigya. And downtown El Segundo is a nice slice of small town America. Very quaint. Not much happens here.
Today we had a fairly normal middle-aged lady come into the office.
There’s a shattered beer bottle on the sidewalk near your front door.
Yup, its a shattered beer bottle alright. She doesn’t ask for a broom or even request that one of us could take a broom out there to clean it up.
Her intention was to warn us. See, she didn’t want us to “get in trouble” in case the cops come to question us. Why would the police come you may ask? Cause she had just been to the police station across the street the report said “crime”. Morgan thanks her for the heads up and she walks back outside to wait for them to show up.
It wasn’t any of us. We surmised that if the police did come in to talk to us, we could prove our innocence by letting them take our fingerprints and compare them to any prints found on the broken pieces of glass outside.
We noticed that she started directing pedestrians around the “crime scene” and I really do think she was being sincere about it all. She was just looking after the well being of her beloved town.
After about 10 minutes, the police still haven’t showed up. She comes back into the office to tell us she doesn’t want to wait anymore and that she’s gonna go home and take a nap. Morgan responds with something like…
No problem, we’ll wait for them and let them know you left.
Another half hour goes by and we all think the police aren’t ever going to show up today. And they don’t— we got away with that one 
Yes, this was the drama in downtown El Segundo today. I really do love this place.
