Most days I pick Mack up after school. Normally I park and walk to the school and hang around with all the other parents waiting for the bell to ring. However, since winter has come (and boy has it come this year) I just get in the pick up line. If Dolly is with me we have "interesting" conversations. If she is home napping with Daddy in charge I sit and people watch. It's fun and interesting.
There are women who walk up the road with a cell phone attached to their ear and on the way back down the road the cell phone is still attached to their ear. The child is patiently waiting and looking up at her waiting to tell her all about her day at school, but she keeps on talking. Parents come with their coats zipped up to their chins, hats and gloves, hunching their shoulders because they are cold. On the way back down the road with their child the parent is still hunched from the cold and the childs coat is unzipped flapping in the breeze as they are smiling and chatting away. One man periodically "drags" a little boy because he gets limp as a noodle as soon as he has to hold hands. The kid just hangs there, knees dragging on the ground face looking at the street. The man stands there for quite some time not sure what to do. Guess he doesn't want to really drag him and guess he doesn't really want to spank him in public. Eventually the kid stands errect and not very willingly trods off all downcast and sad because he has to hold hands. Other parents are smiling and holding hands with their children, chatting happily about the days events. Same parents and kids, same scenerio nearly every day. It's funny.
Today while I was in line, alone, passing the time, people watching, the guy in front of me was sitting in his truck SHAVING. No kidding! I actually saw him dip his razor in what I presume was a glass of water. He was talking on his cell phone with one hand and shaving with the other. Maybe he has a hot date after school? But that tops the most interesting thing I have ever seen while sitting in the pick up line at school..............
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