“So does your makeup but no one is threatening to smack your huge ass.” (Okay I didn’t actually say that. I just wanted to.)
What I did say was, “Thank you, I think the children very much enjoyed my participation in Silly Sock Day.”
Brollish’s face turned to stone. “Silly Sock Day…?”
I did my best to smile demurely. “Yes Ma’am. Today is Silly Sock Day.”
“I know that, Mr. Gibson. What does that have to do with your…your…outfit?” Ooooh boy. She was starting to boil.
I kept playing innocent. “At the faculty meeting last week, you said that students and faculty were encouraged to wear silly socks, today. So…” I gestured to myself.
“This is…!” Like a volcano that wasn’t quite ready Brollish rumbled, and then quieted down. “Most unusual.” I was pushing it. Really pushing it. But I hadn’t crossed the line yet.