So, im walking through the halls to check my box at work, and some of the kids are going through the massive piles of lost and found that are currently taking over the commons.
of course, i walk by right as one boy flips a black lace bra out of the pile and nearly hits his friend, who ducks fast.
i roll my eyes and tell them to pick it up, and then referee the ensuing argument over which one has to pick it up.
so the kid who flipped the bra looks around helplessly. then he picks up a piece of paper, covers his hand, and very very carefully, picks the bra up by one shoulder strap.
the way he was treating it, you would have thought the bra was contaminated.
i told him he was going to be hopeless if he ever had a girlfriend.