Oh, Okay, Now You Actually Talk to Me

When I got in the building today, the security guard was all excited about my stockings.
"Have you ever seen the Wizard of Oz?" he asked me.
"No." He was going to tell me what he wanted to, whether or not I encouraged him.
And I was right. He told me about the Wicked Witch of the East and how I had stockings just like her. Thanks, I thought. Because I don't already know that.
It's like the nicest thing he's ever said to me. He's been a prick to me since I met him in October.