I grew up in a small town. One thing I learned quickly is that bad news travels fast.
Before cell phones, I got a speeding ticket while driving to high school.
I went to homeroom and then called my father on a pay phone. Thanks to relationships he’d maintained with the police, he not only knew about my citation, he’d already resolved it and was ready to exact his own punishment.
Though Atlanta is a large city, news spreads instantly with texting, social media and email – and I’m constantly reminded how one behaves is always up for discussion by others.