Skool Daze

I keep having dreams that take place in my high school. It’s usually in the large cafeteria/study hall area. I’m there, and sometimes Mr. Hinkle, the varsity football coach, is sitting at his desk reading the paper. But the rest of cast is all people from my office.

Don’t think I don’t get the symbolism in all that. The petty arguments, the cliques, the backstabbing- they don’t end in school. If anything it gets worse. Except now the hours are longer and I have credit cards.