That dreaded day
As I was growing up, I always dreaded the day school started again. In grade school, it meant the end of my freedom. It meant that instead of roaming the neighborhood and fields, I had to sit in a stuffy old classroom and pay attention. As a middle and high school student, I just flat out didn’t want to be there.
Unfortunately, as an adult, I still dread the start of school, but for an entirely different reason. When school starts, it’s pure chaos out there!
I don’t know what it is, but parents driving their kids to school the first few days have entirely lost their ability to function. They’re lost. They don’t pay attention to what’s around them, and generally make me feel small and vulnerable out there on my bike.
There are four schools on my commute, but the worst by far in terms of traffic and stupidity is Central High School, just down from my office. I’m not sure why, but there’s just something inherently wrong with the traffic pattern there in spite of also having a bike lane marked right down the front of the building.
Wish me luck tomorrow!
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