PB&J | Story Time Tuesday

2 hours till Wednesday and I don't have any interesting stories. 

So here goes nothing.

Once upon a time, a long time ago, (this afternoon) I was driving to my 12:30 class. I tend to lose track of time which means that I tend to forget to eat, so I made myself the world's quickest pb&j sandwich and hoped in my car. Somewhere along the drive I must have set my sandwich down on my phone, and you can probably guess where this is going. I parked the vehicle and reached down to grab my phone and returned with a sticky gooey mess. I'm not one of those overly prepared people who always have hand sanitizer and a wet wipe on hand. It was now 12:28. T minus two minutes to make it to without any judgmental glances. I ran through the doors phone in hand contemplating whether I had enough time to run to the bathroom or not. I knew I didn't. I spotted a bubbler. There was no one in the hall, so I did what any good student would do, I checked to make sure the coast was clear and I washed my hands with bubbler water. Come on people, what would you have done? I made it to my seat at 12:29. 

I don't have any photos that go along with this story, so here's a floral photo from the archives. 

Carley