Ok, so I understand that I seem to run into some unique problems but I am willing to bet that at least one other person has had this same problem. Every single time I have been at the middle school, at least one kid has run into me. I do not mean your usual accidental shoulder brush or bottom-bump. I am speaking of a total plow job. I am just walking along and then all of a sudden I look down and there is this pile of brown hair in the middle of my chest. It is like I am totally invisible. The even weirder thing is that they never apologize, they just sort of look up at me in terror and then scamper off. I know me and I know that I am neither intimidating nor invisible. Does anyone have any thoughts on why I am suddenly like one of those thingies on the the side of a pinball machine that shoots the little balls all over the place.
Hersh Out
(Yes, its lame, No, its not going away)
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