If you think me wandering around the halls in a bloke's shirt is awkward, then you're bloody lucky you weren't here when I first arrived and my two ways of dealing with people were to either be bitcy at them or come onto them. I like to think a nice conversation in the hallway (and we were doing pretty well up until the Shirt part) was progress for me, but since you had no way of knowing, I don't hold it against you. No more teasing. Just don't break something in the scramble to avoid me in the halls, hey?