Saturday, July 01, 2006
Still Got It
I wore a tie to work the other day, something I haven't done since my first day nearly three long years ago.
A green tie with blue stripes, I bought it for a wedding a while back. It's a nice tie.
I don't know why I did it. I hate dressing up, but that morning something compelled me to look sharp, sort of an anti-Casual Friday thing.
It was a hit. All my girls oohed and aahed and "iEpa! Meester, you look nice!"
With that I would nonchalantly brush of my shoulders and adjust the tie, and act as if I hadn't heard.
"Huh, what's that? Did you say something."
We all got a laugh out of that.
The other teachers were even more surprised. Ms. Kuntstein was especially impressed.
"Ohhh, Mistah Baahbylon, you look so handsome! I love a man in a tie."
She coyly crossed a swollen ankle over a vast expanse of vericosed thigh as she spoke, her off-white support 'hos straining with the friction.
"You know my fathah used to weah a tie everyday..."
Who knew? Ms. Kuntstein is a daddy's girl.
Gross.
I wore a tie to work the other day, something I haven't done since my first day nearly three long years ago.
A green tie with blue stripes, I bought it for a wedding a while back. It's a nice tie.
I don't know why I did it. I hate dressing up, but that morning something compelled me to look sharp, sort of an anti-Casual Friday thing.
It was a hit. All my girls oohed and aahed and "iEpa! Meester, you look nice!"
With that I would nonchalantly brush of my shoulders and adjust the tie, and act as if I hadn't heard.
"Huh, what's that? Did you say something."
We all got a laugh out of that.
The other teachers were even more surprised. Ms. Kuntstein was especially impressed.
"Ohhh, Mistah Baahbylon, you look so handsome! I love a man in a tie."
She coyly crossed a swollen ankle over a vast expanse of vericosed thigh as she spoke, her off-white support 'hos straining with the friction.
"You know my fathah used to weah a tie everyday..."
Who knew? Ms. Kuntstein is a daddy's girl.
Gross.
