My dear husband, Ralph, just left for a last-minute job substituting at a private K-12 school about 12 miles from here. The call came at 9:30 a.m., even though school starts at 7:45 there.
After he was all set to go wearing a short-sleeved collar shirt and pullover sweater he already had on, the woman at the agency calls back and tells him he needs to wear a tie.
Boy did we get him out of outfit #1 and into outfit #2 fast! A team effort. He is now wearing a long-sleeved shirt, tie and argyle vest.
He stayed in the wheelchair, of course. I'll spare you any further details. Ha ha.
He's never been there before...should be interesting to see how this place operates.
* Update * Things didn't work out. Visit Ralph to find out what happened.