I laughed the first time I saw the shirt. "I'm With Stupid," with an arrow underneith pointing to the right. It was funny because the star of the football team, who everyone knew couldn't add 2+2 together without serious help, walked next to him. I doubt either one realized what was going on, and when they saw me laughing, I have no clue what they thought I was going on about. Whatever. The arrow should have been pointing at the entire high school life anyway, right?
It wasn't until a few years later that I fully understood the significance of the shirt. I was at a college party with plenty of booze and weed (and probably a bunch of other stuff that I didn't see) when I saw a guy wearing the shirt. He knew exactly how to use it; he'd purposely walk up to people and stand next to them. It gave everyone a great laugh, and when the person he was pranking caught on, they'd smack his shoulder or punch his arm and laugh, too. It was a great social lubricator - even better than the alcohol and illegal substances.
Now when I see the shirt, it's usually worn ironically by someone who wants to make a statement by not making one. You know the type, right? The world is a horrible place, and they have all the answers. Only they won't share, because they're too cool for all that. Typical.
Eric J. Krause pens stories from Orange County, California, just minutes away from Disneyland. He has over two dozen short stories published in magazines such as The Absent Willow Review, Trail of Indiscretion, Allegory, and Nocturnal Ooze, just to name a few.
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