The shortest route between two places is a straight line
I got in trouble this week for crossing while the red hand was flashing. I was across before the traffic light turned red, but the teacher monitoring the crosswalk gave me a dirty look and told me not to do that again (little did she know that I always jaywalk when I leave the school, since there is no one around). In response, I've started parking in the staff parking lot, which means that I don't have to cross the street. Take that, bitches.