I've put on a wee bit of weight since my foot injury of stupidity and I was a bit concerned about what I should wear to my uncle's memorial this weekend. I didn't want to show up there looking like a three pound sausage in a 2 pound casing. But I noticed that when I tried on appropriate outfits I looked like a kindergarten teacher.
Why is it that standing in front of thirty 5 year-olds and standing in front of a dead person requires the same ensemble?
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