I wore my Taco shirt to the gym, and life was good. Everyone in my class complimented it (not sure what they were really thinking, but it didn’t matter). The t-shirt is funny. I love it. It reminds me of the t-shirts my Middle School students would wear. When I saw the shirt in the boy’s department at Target, I knew I had to buy it. Class was going great until the instructor announced she wanted to photograph us for the gym’s website. Suddenly, I wished I wasn’t wearing the Taco shirt. Here we were, a line of neatly dressed ladies with coordinated fitness outfits and me in my lime green shirt with talking tacos, hamburgers, and French fries. I felt specTacolar, like I was back in Middle School again.
