This Wally sure knows where he’s at

PUT yourselves in my shoes, or shirt in this case.

Would you wear a T-shirt emblazoned with a big picture of the Where’s Wally character with the slogan: “A good man is hard to find’’?

No? Well, usually I’d agree with you.

But for the past two months that’s been my standard weekend wear.

People don’t look at me strangely, they avert their eyes altogether. Too embarrassed for me to dare look twice.

I don’t blame them. It’s pretty ridiculous.

But what I haven’t been able to tell them is that I’ve only been wearing it because my kids implore me to.

It was their birthday gift to me.

And they were so excited to give it to me that it would break their little hearts if I told them what I really thought of it.

I’m big enough and unstylish enough to bear this heavy and very uncool burden, but it had me worried about what’s going to be waiting under the tree for me on Christmas Day next week. One dorky T-shirt is all I can bear. So I’ve taken pre-emptive action in a bid to avoid a Christmas meltdown. I’ve told my wife, discreetly, what I want for Christmas this year — another dorky T-shirt. Wait, what? That’s right I want another embarrassing T-shirt to wear around. The difference this time is I picked it. Because in all this time I’ve been wearing my Where’s Wally T-shirt around town I’ve learnt a valuable life lesson.

One man’s dorkiness is another man’s coolness.

To me the Where’s Wally shirt is downright embarrassing.

But to my kids it’s the coolest thing ever.

Just as to my wife, the official Star Trek T-shirt I’ve requested is the height of dorkiness.

But to me, a mad Trekker, I would wear it with pride.

So if you see a guy walking around with a

Where’s Wally T-shirt or a Star Trek T-shirt, don’t feel bad for him. There’s no need to avert your eyes.

Just remember that dorkiness is in the eye of the beholder.

Merry Christmas.