On the last Tuesday of August I happened to pass through the stop-light-controlled intersection near my work and noticed several parents and children crossing the street around 1 p.m.
Nearby the crossing guard was just getting out of his truck and putting on his vest. It looked like the new guy was a little bit late that day.
I gave him the benefit of the doubt while I observed him for the next week. It didn’t get better.
Just about every day, for every shift, he was late. I went to the Burbank Police website, found a form, filled it out with my name, address, phone and email, described the situation, and sent it off. Three weeks later I have not heard a word back from them, but I continued my watch. It was more of the same.