It’s 6:30 am and I’ve just finished getting dressed…
“Crap, I wore this outfit last Tuesday.”
Mr. ATHG, “What, is there a clothing police at school?”
“Well, I have the same group of students on Tuesdays…” I began to explain.
Mr. ATHG interjects, “I’m sure they’re not even going to notice.”
I continue, “…and I made a point of discussing my outfit when we were talking about mood and color.”
After processing Mr. ATHG’s interjection I wonder, “Do you not even know kids?”
One of my Thursday classes once told me that I always wear sweaters. They were right. Thursday is my Friday, and by that point in the week my outfit usually consists of a tank and a cardi. Easy peasy. I make an effort to change it up on Thursdays now. It used to be I worked at three different school during the week, and theoretically I could get away with only wearing two different outfits all week. I mean, I could go an entire month and only have six-eight outfits in rotation. Now that I’m at one school, I have a harder time mixing it up.
In Mr. ATHG’s defense, he didn’t go to public school until high school, so he doesn’t remember that yeah, kids do notice these things. I can still clearly recall some of my favorite outfits that our 5th grade aide wore. I also remember keeping track of the different outfits teachers wore. I swear, my 8th grade English teacher never wore the same outfit twice. It amazes me to this day.