Ducey in Central Phoenix, no hello, goodbye Gov?

My daughter invited me to lunch today. She works in central Phoenix. We often dine at a Chinese American restaurant near her office, China Chili. As I tuck into the best fried, jumbo shrimp, with hot mustard and sweet and sour on the side, in walks a security crew, dressed in business attire, followed by Governor Ducey and his personal body guard, six more followed later, parking is limited.

I waved as they (I counted 7) passed by, without any acknowledgement. It served my guilty pleasure to recognize their visit, hey, I live here. The governor, like many celebrities surprised me with their vertical challenges. He was about 5’7’’ and dressed in a suit that would not impress an Armani snob.

What is with these politicians who make US buy lunch for a gang of security thugs who do not even acknowledge our presence?