Saturday, December 29, 2012
"Dad. Can you bring my black shoe to school? I accidentally put on one blue shoe and one black shoe. Can you come over now?"
As I'm not always in the mood to leave the house in my pajamas, I asked what I thought was a logical question, "Can't you just wear them that way for one day?"
"What??" I'm not really sure if she didn't hear me, or was just in disbelief of what I had suggested. Apparently, she is on the cutting edge of fashion statements - except when it comes to footwear. This blue/black combination absolutely would not pass the smell test of her classmates. My daughter, usually brimming with a contemporary sense of humor, was having none of my foolishness this morning. Taking a last sip of my morning coffee, I resigned to the fact that I would have to get out of my pajamas and get dressed for school.
I'm not a stay at home Dad. Yes, I stay at home, and yes I am a Dad. But I do work from home and have some responsibilities to the company for which I work.
The office attendant at school must have stories to tell. I can only imagine what kind of strange and awkward requests they have to deal with during an average day. As stupid as I felt walking into the office with a left shoe in my hand, it must have been equally amusing to the person sitting behind the desk. I put on my game face and made every attempt to act nonchalant. "Hi. I'd like to leave this shoe for my daughter." It sounds so ridiculous even now, that I wish that I could have thought of something else to say. The attendant gave me a piece of paper to write down my daughter's name. I couldn't wait to walk out of the office.
And here I thought that my days of getting embarrassed at high school were behind me.