Did anyone else really love sharpening their pencil as a kid? I went to a school where we had those terrible old metal sharpeners that are bolted to the wall and that make a deafening grinding sound as though it’s the end of the world when you use them.
And I loved sharpening my pencils! Did I love having a freshly sharpened pencil to write with? Or was it just because I wanted an excuse to get up out of my desk and walk around the classroom? The point is, as one of those kids that this poster apparently hated, I apologize.