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Car Circle

I have been wanting to get this out for days!  CAR CIRCLE is a crazy phenomena that happens Monday thru Friday, minus holidays and summer.  For some reason come 2:20 pm local time 650 kids lose all sense of direction,  how to get into a vehicle, and how to buckle a seat belt. They act as if they have never gotten into a car before.  It is the biggest comedy of errors one can ever witness. Backpacks and lunches boxes end up in places that I just can't understand.  All this with hundreds of other parents, grandparents, or car pool drivers waiting to pick up there sweet little mindless zombies.  

Everyday I leave with a new rule.  Monday rule: oldest gets in last, Tuesday rule: try to get to school before the lady that falls asleep in car circle and forget Monday rule, Wednesday rule: teachers shouldn't hold kids after the bell.  I'm sure there will be a rule tomorrow.  

I'm timing us to see how long it takes to get out of the car circle. Over 6 minutes from bell time to last kid in the car today.  6 minutes? I was one of the first in the car circle.  I'm thinking it should be under 5.  Come on troops this is WAR!  Shape up or I shipping out without you.  I am really not going to leave anyone behind but that is the pressure I feel in the car circle.  It is a war like feeling.  Get in and out or you might get shot.  I was afraid to beep at the lady that was sleeping yesterday. Fear!  I am not cut out for this war called car circle.  



Comments

The Fo'Zaglia's said…
You should be a columnist, that was funny:) and all to familiar.
Anonymous said…
you are too funny!!! i never had to really deal with car circle because Brannon's school for the past 2 years was so small. also, love the bit about the cell phone -we actually just cancelled our home phone and only have cell phones! good seeing you and kiddos today.

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