I’m Surrounded By Nuts!

I wish it was St. Patrick’s Day at least once a week, but only due to the food. I can do without EVERYTHING turning green. Corned beef and cabbage with boiled potatoes is one of my absolute favorite meals and it really should be enjoyed more than one time a year. The only problem that I have with this particular “holiday” is the color associated with it, for other than my eyes I have NOTHING green to wear.

Now I say that but then of course I do actually have some green jackets and one t-shirt (thanks to the fact that I am a fan of Oregon Duck Football) however they’re not really appropriate attire for work. I was the only person in the office today without something green on my body but then again it really doesn’t flatter my skin tone so why would I spend my hard earned money on clothing that doesn’t flatter my color??

This morning FS came upstairs after getting dressed. He had on his usual, less than appropriate gym shorts and t-shirt (it was 40 degrees outside). I noticed that he didn’t have any green on and so I observed this out loud exclaiming ”Son, you’re not wearing any green! Do you want to get pinched?” Completely unaffected he turned to me and said “so what?” and then proceeded to find a green sticker and slap it on his shirt. That made me think about the comment that I made because I’m pretty sure that pinching someone could land you a harassment citation, or worse, a lawsuit! This is the part of the story where I go nuts over our litigious society and how overly sensitive people can be about the possibility of a pinch that they may incur due to the lack of green clothing that may be visible to the pincher on this ONE day out of 365 a year!

Anyway, I wore no green clothing today. Not even undies; and when I was kid that was the famous excuse we all used if we didn’t have green clothes, “NO! You can’t pinch me because I’m wearing green underpants so HA!” I am honestly sad to tell you that not one person even so much as threatened a pinch. I fear for the direction that our society is headed. It would appear that in our political correctness we have lost the identity of the famous St. Patrick’s Day pinch. This makes me very sad.

Oh well, I’ll get over it with help of green beer, cheers!