This morning, I stood a block away from my job in the rain, waiting for the walk signal to change so I could cross the street and go inside. What looked like a class of 6th graders on a field trip stood behind me. There must have been about 20 of them, but only four of them had umbrellas. The rest of us got soaked as we waited for what seemed like forever for the walk signal to change. It was dreary, it was miserable, and when it seemed it couldn’t get any worse, a speeding dump truck ran through a puddle and splashed us all with filthy water. Caught up in the moment, I didn't know what to do, so I turned around, ripped my shirt off, and yelled, “WELCOME TO THE REAL FUCKIN’ WORLD, KIDS! A HA HA!!!!”

I threw my shirt on the ground and ran away like a coked up demon.

It certainly seemed like the appropriate thing to do at the time. But now I gotta buy a new shirt.

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