Honor Among Thieves?

Today a kid walked into my class after having been absent for maybe 10 weeks.  He handed me a doctor’s note that said he’d been under care since September 3rd—diagnosis “leg broke.”

The note was signed by a few teachers, but I found it odd that I’d seen the kid, from time to time, hanging around on the street corner by the school, with no apparent signs of this unfortunate disability.  I called the number, which turned out not to be a doctor’s office, but another kid’s personal cell.  The kid, perhaps, had forgotten his agreement to pretend he was a doctor.

You can’t hardly count on anyone anymore.