I always know when the students are back in our college town. This year it’s because for some reason, they think they are invincible. I nearly ran over 12 of them today. That is not hyperbole. Maybe they watched too much Heroes last season and identified with the indestructible cheerleader. Let me tell you something, kids, you are not indestructible. I can destruct you. I will, too, if you continue to jay walk in the dark. I don't want to be the agent of natural selection, but if you run out in front of my car, you have incredible faith in my brakes.
And you, missy, who decided to cross the street when my light was green, you just escaped with your life. I nearly stopped and demanded your mom’s phone number. Next time I just might.
I don’t quite understand how the sense has left them. My kid sometimes forgets and walks into the road, but he’s THREE and you’re six times his age. Even he knows that cars will “squish” him.
I understand that our college is a religious school, but let me tell you something, God ain’t going to translate you in the middle of