Thursday, February 4, 2010

Justice League

At our school, we're allowed to dress casually on Fridays. 

There was a little boy there that would only call me Batman, for whatever reason.  That's the only thing he would ever call me.  I feel the need to mention he was very young, and not yet in any of my classes.  But, for all intents and purposes, I was Batman to him.

Now, I'm not the kind to pass up a good joke.  So, one casualy Friday I decide to mess with his mind, as I am apt to do.  I wore a Superman tshirt to work.  I couldn't wait to pass him in the hall to see what would happen with his customary, "Hi Batman!"

Friday comes around, I go to work in my super duds, and when the time is right, walk down the hall so that I pass him.

He looks up, hand in the air to wave and says, "Hi, Bat...."  A look of confusion crosses his face.  Finally, he shrugs, says, "Hi Batman!" and happily trods off to breakfast.

All that happened in the space of about 3 seconds.  So, it didn't matter what I was wearing, dang it, I WAS Batman.

Just to let you know, he doesn't call me that much anymore.

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