so every morning i walk south to fullerton and then i cross the street at fullerton, go to dunkin donuts and then wait for the bus.
it used to be starbucks, but now there is a dunkin donuts and i somehow feel like that is more economical.
tell me i'm right.
but anyway, before i cross fullerton i get the privelege of crossing paths with my own personal crossing guard. she's not really mine, i mean i imagine she is there for the students that go to the school near by, but really... she blows her whistle and walks into the middle of street while i cross. now mind you, there is a crossing light there as well... and a stop light.
but regardless
she walks out
blows her whistle
and says to me "be careful!" as i cross
its really a treat of embarrassment each and every morning.. i feel like she thinks i NEED her. as though i couldn't do it on my own.
and what do i know?
maybe she's right.