Morning Irritation

The lady teacher yells at the students in college, “Where are your IDs? Why aren’t you wearing it? If I see you again without your IDs, I will make sure…” She tapers off. Three students, two of them top-knots, more surprised than scared, rumbles through their backpacks before running in the direction of their class.

Then, the lady teacher spots the back of a student, far away. She squints and puts on her specks. When she brings down her specks back to her breasts, she sighs for not finding the one she would have liked to find.

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