he'll stop traffic
This morning on my drive into work, I passed our usual kids crosswalks complete with not-very-jolly looking crosswalk attendants (shouldn't happy and laughing be part of the job description?).
Except he wanted to cross the road himself. And he didn't use his little traffic-stopping flags. It was weird — do you stop to let him cross, because he's the crosswalk guy, or when there aren't kids is he just a normal pedestrian, stripped of all his traffic-stopping superpowers?
And this is why I don't drink coffee.. I actually think like that first thing in the morning.
Posted on Wednesday, September 18, 2002 and filed under .
