One afternoon, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find one of the neighbor kids standing on my porch with a bag in her hand. She handed it to me and said, "My mom sent these over to you. She thought you could use them."
Huh? A Ziploc baggie of miniature handcuffs?
Apparently the mom, who's a teacher, had the local police come out for a safety lecture or something like that and they left the mini-handcuffs for her to give to the kids. She decided it would be inappropriate, so took the bag home to give to me.
Makes me wonder what exactly her perception of me might be...
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