Underwear

On the bus ride to school our boss, Sally, always gives us an update for the day, sets up massages for the evening, and gives us a pep talk. Sally is Chinese, and although she lives the states and has for a while, still thinks and speaks as a Chinese person, speaking without guile and with honesty, not even realizing that it might be better said in private. She is wonderful. The cutest and nicest, person and has never meant to embarrass anyone, we all love her!.  This morning she asked for who was in a room # and then told the girl that one of the buttons was missing from her pants when she sent them to be cleaned. They just want to make sure that we don't blame them for it. Anyway, the next room # she called was for Dave. In front of the entire bus of teachers she said, "The laundry people called me and are holding a piece of underwear because they want you to know that there are holes in it, and they don't want to be held responsible."  There was dead silence.  And then the laughter began, and went on and on. It was classic. Dave was a good sport about it. I asked in a loud voice, "Just where are the holes in the underware?" More laughter!  And then, "Could I have a picture for the blog?" I know there were more comments going on in the back of the bus! We were all having fun with it, and poor Sally didn't understand why we thought it was so funny! She did not mean at all to be funny, just stating the facts!

I don't think we have laughed that hard in a long time.  To protect his privacy I have only included a side shot of him! But not his underware!