Hi my name is Jersey. I live in Chicago, Illinois, and I am a stop sign. Being a stop sign is not as easy as it may seem. I work extremely long hours and only get occasional breaks throughout the night. Every single vehicle and person that passes by gives me a quick look, I say hi, and they never respond. I have to endure the warm, humid, and wet summers and freezing, snowy, and windy winters. Nevertheless, through changing seasons, I have lived a long, healthy life, and have never caught rust syndrome: a common condition that affects stop signs worldwide accompanied by a slow and painful death. I will never forget the day my neighbor Joey caught the rust…he suffered for five years before he was put out of his misery and replaced by Belisha. Rip Joey. Anyhow, I am proud to be a stop sign and truly take pride in my authority and all of the hard work I contribute to the city of Chicago. I would never want to live anywhere else. Even if I could.