I knew I wasn’t in Kansas anymore when a student approached me to make small talk. He was grabbing a tissue from his teacher’s desk, where I happened to be sitting.
“Hello.”
“Hi.”
“I’m Joe.” (I honestly can’t remember his name, so he can have the standard Joe) “Are you a teacher?”
“Yes.”
“Here?”
“No, at another high school.”
“Oh. Niiiiice necklace! Is it Vera Wang? It looks like it’s from her latest collection. So nice.”
My first thought, “Vera Wang?! Child, I’m a teacher! I can’t afford Vera F’ing WANG!”
I don’t know if my students even know who Vera Wang is, let alone what her latest collection looks like. I relayed this story to a coworker, and she said when she’s asked where she got her clothes stores like JCPenny and Forever 21 pop up.
But I smiled, recognizing his attempt to connect with me through a comment, and said no. And then I said to myself, Toto, we definitely ain’t in Kansas anymore.
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