Kids pop in and out of my office all the time these days.
(I kind of like it)
One of my regulars stopped at the filing cabinet on his way out the door yesterday.
"Coach Sides, I didn't know you write poetry" he said, as he ran his fingers across the sticky note on the third drawer.
"It's true. I do, but none of my poems are in there."
"Then why did you label it poetry?"
... I know why I labeled that drawer poetry (teaching resources) but I really like that he automatically assumed I write the stuff.
I'm gonna keep this kid around.