Transitional Buffer

This is where I spend a small portion of my time, transitioning from outside world to youth instruction. It's a buffer zone really, a place adults come to blow off some teenager-induced steam. I usually listen and laugh.

That's Jeff. His stories are the funniest. He told one of the day his younger twin siblings were born, and that night his father went out to celebrate by getting fully inebriated, then returning to the hospital in the morning to pick up his wife and newborn babies, completely blackout drunk. Jeffs mother had to drive home, 24 hours after giving birth to the twins that sat in the backseat on either side of their passed out drooling father. Welcome to the world.

These stories make the day go.

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