Spring Break
Before leaving the workforce and returning to college full-time, I spent eight years as a 911 operator. A local newspaper reporter and I were once going to team up and write an exposé of the public abuse of the 911 system, but my then-supervisor quickly dismissed the idea because, in his view, abuse "isn't that big of a problem.
To the lady who left her underwear here last night: If you want them back, you're going to have to come get them. I don't want my girlfriend to find them. I no longer invest time thinking about the past, but the last time I saw you made me realize it was ALL my fault.