When I received three of these shirts for Christmas, I assumed they were from Rob. After all, I had tipped him off, “This would be a great gift for me. Hint, hint.” They were my favorite present of the season; having extras was a thrill because I could give two to my buddies, other school psychs on bikes.
“Cycologist” is my preferred retirement role so far.
Imagine when I discovered my sister Susan sent me one (of the three) as early as my November birthday, with no tip necessary. Ah, seen. Warm delight.