Supposedly there is a parallel universe in which he didn’t strip. Why am I not in that one?
Back in the day (1957-61)one of the funniest and iconoclastic professors was C. Wright Mills, a very well-known sociologist who had written some Books that crossed over into popular culture. I was in his CC class as a freshman.
I wasn’t there so I can’t vouch for it, but Prof. Mills delighted in telling this on himself so it may be true. He had told his students that he would never give them a pop test unless they saw him coming into the classroom via the transom.
According to the story, one day the class was delayed because Mills hadn’t appeared. Then the class could dimly see through the door (partly frosted glass if you remember Hamilton Hall) what they took to be a janitor with a ladder.
Instead it was Mills in his trademark corduroy pants and lumberjack shirt, climbing in over the transom above the door. When he reached the floor, he calmly brushed himself off and said, “Gentlemen, I keep my promises. We are now going to have a pop test.”