|The Black Pearl, now parked in front of A-100 with a valid staff parking pass.|
But Rebel Girl digresses.
The Black Pearl now resides quite regularly in the staff lot. Go see for yourself.
One fine lad did today and this was his report:
He too was looking for safe port in the heat wave. Plus he had a class to teach. The Black Pearl got to a vacant site first and dropped anchor. Too bad for our lad. He noticed, as so many of us have in recent days, that the wenches who disembarked didn't fit the usual description of staff and or faculty. They seemed, uh, younger, more frisky.
He called out, all friendly like. "Do you work here?" he asked. He has a friendly face, one of the the friendliest. So they answered.
"No," came the reply.
"You can't park here then," he said.
"Yes we can," came the reply. "We have a permit."
"But the lot is just for faculty and staff."
"My dad works here. He's a professor."
"He said we could."
"Who's your dad?"
And here it comes, faithful readers:
You can't make this stuff up.
|Not Johnny Depp.|