It's nearly 2am. Matt and I are pulling an all nighter. Well technically Matt is the one with the work, I'm the moral support.
I worked two hours today. It's easy shifts such as the one today that remind me why I truly love my job.
Apparently my friend Trina's kid is the bully in school. She punched a girl in the face who pulled her pigtails. It reminds me of back in the day when I used to kick boys in the shins for no reason. And whne I was in Kindergarten and bragged to my parents about hitting a mean fifth grader while swinging on the swings. And no, not the modern day swing, I'm talking the metal beast from way back when.
I actually can't find any image of them online, maybe one of you can. They were big metal swings that you sat in, it had a metal bar across the back and front holding you in and another metal bar that broke into two handle bars that you pushed and pulled to swing yourself.
I just asked Matt how to describe those swings so I could do a google image search, his reply, "I don't know, air trolley"
Back to work I suppose.