You have no time for a life from the end of August until Mid-July and/or February until mid December, depending on the hemisphere.
You want to slap the next person who says, ‘Must be nice to work from 8.30am to 3.15pm and have your summers and weekends free.’
When you’re out in public you feel the urge to talk to strange children and correct their behaviour.
You refer to adults as, ‘boys and girls.’
You encourage your spouse by telling them they are a ‘good helper.’
Meeting a child’s parents instantly answers the question, ‘Why is this child like he is?’
You believe ‘extremely annoying’ should have its own box on the report.
You know hundreds of ‘good’ reasons for being late.
You don’t want children of your own because there isn’t a name you can hear that wouldn’t raise your blood pressure.