Cleanliness Is Next To Dressing Yourself

The previous Never Ever List addition, which I may or may not have reported here, was necessitated by Sweaty.

Sweaty comes to my class 2nd hour, after PE class. On the day in question, Sweaty raised his hand right after I took roll. "Can I go change shirts?" After grilling him on why he needed to change (because he got all sweaty playing basketball in PE), and why he needed to change it during my class (because they got out late for PE, and he didn't want to be tardy), I said he could go as soon as I was done with the lesson.

The minute I wrapped things up, right before I handed out the assignment, Sweaty raised his hand again. "Now?" I let him go. Sweaty has only been tardy once this year. And several times, an announcement was made between 1st and 2nd hour that the PE students might be late. So I believed Sweaty's story.

Sweaty was gone for 20 minutes. When he came back in, he walked around the back of the room, running his hand through his short haircut. He said something to the students. One of them said a little too loudly, "You took a SHOWER?" Sweaty sat down. "Thanks for letting me go."

I needed more info for the 20-minute shirt-changing excursion. "Is this the thanks I get? I let you go to change your shirt, and you repay me by taking a shower on my class time?"

I didn't take a shower.
That's what you told everyone when you came in.
No. I changed my shirt.
For 20 minutes?
Well, when I took it off, my skin was all cold and sweaty. So I just rinsed off my body.
Which is what we commonly call A SHOWER!
I didn't think it was a big deal. You said I could go.
To change your shirt. Not to take a shower!
I didn't take a shower. I just rinsed off.

Somebody is not leaving my classroom again this year.

Never Ever take a shower during Physics class when Mrs. Hillbilly Mom says you can change your shirt.