September 1, 2009

On Kissing Public Safety Officers

Today the world was conspiring against me. I woke up with a headache that made me want to pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep. But I couldn't. Eager students were waiting for me on campus.

I left my house at the same time I always leave the house; but my route to work now included every bus stop in the county right smack in front of me. The main road I needed to take? Yep, you guessed it, down to one lane only with major construction going on.

I arrived on campus at 7:58 exactly and knew I had to hustle. You can't preach about timeliness when you're not timely.

I pulled into the space right in front of the "Faculty/Staff" parking sign and got out of the car ready to sprint. The public safety officer who was parked two spaces over exited his SUV and said, "Miss, this is parking for Faculty and Staff only." I pointed at my parking pass that clearly says "Faculty/Staff" and he looked at me like I was insane.

He quizzed me further. "What do you do here?" he asked me.

"I teach in that building right there," I said. "You're welcome to come join my class if you don't believe me. What? You think I stole a faculty/staff tag or something?"

He apologized for holding me up and I was on my way, but not before telling him, "You know, if I wasn't running so late, I would probably kiss you."

I think that felt better than getting carded.

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