Every morning this stroller is chained up in front of the law school. Today, I laughed. Normally, I'm concerned.
First, I feel bad for the person pushing it. He/she has two little people to fill the stroller. And second, he/she has already dropped off those two roughly before 8 a.m.
I, on the other hand, have only had to worry about what to eat, which shirt requires the least amount of ironing, and which shoes I'm going to wear based on the weather.
Choices.