When I came out of classes and saw a paper on my windshield, I expected it to be a nasty note telling me that I’d managed to park incorrectly because the left side of parking lot is closed on the third Wednesday of the month or on the full moon or whatever. I hardly ever drive, plus there have been a lot of, uh, let’s call them location surprises and procedure changes that happen while teaching in a summer of covid/heatwave/wildfire smoke/school construction/street construction.
But it was really the best note! a Star Trek communicator! It matches the sticker on the back of the car! And there was no name!
It is a freaking joy because I miss my ASC work pranks so badly and now I keep looking at my summer coworkers and thinking “Is it you? Are you the secret nerd?”
