Time for Some Schoolin'

I went to Subway for lunch one day this week and this is how the conversation went with the Subway University Graduate:

Employee: Are you a teacher?
Me: No, why?
Employee: You look like a teacher.
Me: (laughs) I'm not.
Employee: You look like a teacher that I had once, her name was Mrs. Johnson. (looks at me as if asking, "Is that your name?")
Me: Nope, I'm not Mrs. Johnson.
Employee: You look like you should teach reading or something.
Me: Well, if I were going to be a teacher, I would probably be an English teacher, so you weren't too far off.

End of conversation.

As I walked away, I thought to myself, "Why did I say that I would be an English teacher? I never even got the hang of diagramming sentences in the 8th grade! How could I ever teach English?!" I think I probably said it just to make the situation a little less awkward because he seemed almost insistent that I was his beloved Mrs. Johnson and I just wanted to get the heck out of dodge! Quite a strange interaction, not to mention that I was wearing one of my most non-teachery looking shirts, with a somewhat low-cut neckline. I guess Mrs. Johnson must have been well dressed and must have worn shirts with plunging necklines too. No wonder he remembered her!