My son started Kindergarten last year, and in picking him up from school, I’ve overheard some peculiar conversations. One recurring conversation revolves around where the school buses park, and why my fellow parents are angry about this. I wish I were kidding.
You see, directly to the left of the building which my son comes out [...]
conversation
This is where the buses park.
Overheard in Class
I was in Cultural Geography class yesterday morning, and overhead a splendid little conversation between two girls (who, incidentally, text almost constantly during class):
Girl 1: So, did you finish your response for ethics?
Girl 2: Yeah, finally. It was such a pain in the ass.
Girl 1: Yeah, I know. I don’t get why the professor wanted [...]
Walking up to a stranger and starting a conversation, part 2
I’ve been thinking about my post about walking up to a stranger and starting a conversation with a stranger. While I’m glad I did it, I’ve noticed something: as each day has gone by since I’ve done it, the more concerned I get about being able to do it again. Was it a one-shot deal? [...]
