Work is right next to a high school. This makes mornings a pain and afternoons a nightmare when it comes to dodging parents and poorly driven vehicles. Then of course you can’t ignore the teens. Whether it’s skipping school or making out for all the world to see, it’s there. Right outside my window. At the risk of sounding old and uncool, were we this bad when we were young?
Anyway, on my way home I happened to pass by a student’s car defaced by post it notes. Seriously. Post it Notes. Every note listed a reason why that student was wonderful. It was the cutest thing.