Where Sulu Got His License

(At the driver’s education course I take, the classes are half practical work and half class work. As the practical driving happens before the class work, most of the students are tired in class. In order to keep us on our toes, the instructor has paid a friend to come into the class in wild costumes and just walk to the back of the room. The third time this happens, I ask the instructor about it.)

Me: “So, about the guy in the costume…”

Instructor: “Just something to keep you awake. I can’t rely on the melodramatic ‘consequences of drunken driving videos’ to do that, because everyone in the class has seen those.”

Me: “No, I got that when he came in as a wizard on the first day. But I’m just wondering why either of you thought this costume was appropriate?”

Instructor: “What do you mean? That’s a beekeeper outfit.”

Me: “It’s bright yellow and has a gasmask, not a veil. How do you think a bunch of students are going to react to seeing a guy in full HAZMAT gear enter the class?”

Instructor: “Well… I see your point.”

(The next and last time we saw the guy in costume, he came in wearing Starfleet Reds.)