Early in the week I acted in a non-routine way. The fall-out trickled into every day that followed. Who’d think that something a trivial as attaching a badge to a jacket instead of my pants would lead to such disruption? Each day, I found myself calling into the Mother Hen of the department to be let in until…
she attached a note to the front of my clothing in much the same way as when “Dear Parent” notes were sent home in Kindergarten.