Medalist

On most workdays as 1630 rolls around I’m out of my work clothes and hunkered down to my computer, watching Cops on the flatscreen, sipping a cocktail and anticipating a fine meal shortly, prepared by Steph.

Not tonight, dispatch put a late run on me and at 1630 I was pulling up behind the Community Center. The parking lot was jammed due to folks getting off work to vote while the gymnastics school was having their closing ceremony of the year. Really people? You couldn’t have coordinated this a bit better?

I parked right in the middle of everything and as I ran into the building to find my young gymnast passenger two different people were inquiring how long I was going to be so they could get their cars out. I said I’d just be a second.

I walked into a zoo with kids in leotards bouncing everywhere and parents surrounding the whole scene. I made my presence known and fortunately the girls that run the show know me and got my kid outside just as I was moving the bus to let vehicles escape.

I’ve known this little gymnast since she was a preschooler and now she’s about five so when I asked for a picture of her medal she said “sure, Bus Driver Jim“!

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