Feeling Old

I just had one of those old moments. I'm sitting at the airport, waiting on my flight out for the week (and when I come home from this trip, I'm home for 18 days straight). It's hot and steamy in the airport. I look around and there are kids sprawled out all over the place. I feel this is odd since it's a Tuesday and I don't think that Tuesdays are a day that class trips are supposed to start.

I continue to look around, and realize what's going on here. I've mistaken these college students, going to Florida on Spring break as high school students going on a supervised trip. I did think that the ladies were dressed a little slutty for being in High School, but they just look young to me. The next thought that entered my mind was- "Do I take them to the Presidents club and offer them free liquor?"