I should be ashamed of myself.

OK … I have to post this, because it’s too typically, classically me to be left unblogged:

Ron and I love good barbecue, so my parents took us out to dinner at 17th Street Bar and Grill — home of maybe the best ribs north of Memphis — while we were in Southern Illinois last week.

As we were waiting for a table, I noticed that they were selling green-and-white baseball shirts with a smirking pig and the words “Nice Rack” emblazoned across the bustline.

For some reason, this struck me as the funniest thing I’d seen all week, and by the time we got done ordering our food, I had decided that I simply could not live one more minute without one.

I was wearing the shirt this afternoon when we went to Arby’s for lunch … where, predictably, I ran into two of my students. Fortunately, I was sitting at a table with my back to the boys when they came in, so they didn’t see their English teacher schlepping around in a “Nice Rack” T-shirt, but it strikes me that perhaps this would be a good time to rethink my off-duty wardrobe….

Emily

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5 thoughts on “I should be ashamed of myself.”

  1. I think where you teach isn’t unlike where I went to high school, which means the students would either love you even more for wearing that shirt or start a rumor that you’re a sex-crazed lesbian, which in turn would make some of them love you more.

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