Saturday I was maneuvering my way through the traffic jam known as the produce section in the grocery store. A woman was trying to kindly extricate her daughter from blocking the way for other carts. As she finally got her cart moved around, she sighed and said, "Kids."
"It's okay, I'm a teacher. I understand."
"I bet you do." She smiled and followed after her daughter.
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