If you have any kids, you will know the answer to this question.
When does your kid tell you that something is due at school on Monday morning? That’s right: on Sunday evening.
My little peep has been working on his John Hancock (how appropriate!) book report for several weeks. We have been ahead of schedule, following the teacher’s written instructions, confident that he’ll be ready on the due date.
But what I didn’t know was that the teacher told him that he also needs to dress like John Hancock as he delivers his oral report.
Which led him to ask Mrs. Jerry K, “Mom, do we have a tux?”
Now, realize that I work in public education. Translation: I have no neckties, one old sports coat that is forced to match with everything, and nothing even approaching a tux.
By some miracle, my hen produced a black sport coat, and something resembling a tie. And it didn’t look bad on him. The length of the coat even fit in with Hancock’s era.
He was a little hesitant about the faux-tie, however. And that was when I informed him that ties are just there to cover up the shirt buttons anyway.
Well, you thought I had farted at a tea party or something.
My hen shot me one of those looks. “Why are you making up such stupid stuff?”
So, off to the Internet I went, because everyone knows that everything on the Web is true.
Turns out that no one is exactly sure why men wear ties. My answer was among the many, so I felt somewhat vindicated.
One answer I found frequently was that men wear ties because they point to their crotches, thereby communicating an image of power.
I never heard of that before, probably because my penis is so enormous, I figured I would never need to point it out to anyone.