Today, I had to interact with the world as it was the state Science Olympiad tournament in Boston.
Shortly after arriving, the lady checking us in said to me "I love your hoodie, I'll have to buy my husband one!". I was wearing my "I am Kenough" hoodie. So, trying to make small talk in a conversation way like I think normal people do, I say "Oh, is your husband's name Ken too?" She looks confused and says "No..." Awkwardly, I try to recover and supply a handy "Oh, he's just a big fan of the movie?" and she says, after a long and uncomfortable pause "No, he's never seen it." I'm beginning to realize I'm in over my head but she takes pity on me and supplies a weak "But I really liked the movie". I make one last attempt to engage: "Oh, I get it - you'll be able to enjoy seeing the hoodie on him when he wears it!" She quickly looks to check in the next team and I move on, defeated once again with the impossible intricacies of small talk.
Later on in the day, my partner-in-crime (fellow physics teacher and Science Olympiad "Coach" LK) and I are navigating our way to an event we are scheduled to help out with. We come up on an elevator. A device with a summoning mechanism I feel myself to be familiar with:
So I quickly and confident press the summoning button:
Oh, shoot, it doesn't even depress. It's clearly a fake so I start to walk further down the hall to look for a proper summoning interface. At this point, as I flail in confusion, LK begins to laugh at me and resolves the issue nicely with deep insight:
Really, they shouldn't let me leave the house...
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