I have a funny story about this:
Many years ago, I was teaching at another school (NOT the Mecca of Education) and a group of us decided to dress as charcters from PETER PAN for Halloween. A senior boy was Peter, a math teacher was Smee, the most obese Hispanic girl in the school was Tinkerbell, the librarian was Crock, and I was to be Capt. Hook.
I went to a theatrical supply store and rented the Hook costume, complete with Restoration wig and Fu Manchu beard. We had a great time that day and Tinkerbell was in her glory--she showed up in a tutu and wings and had a blast sprinkling fairy dust all over the place.
As I had to get home immediately, I left the school in full costume and make-up only to have my car break down on the Meadowbrook Parkway. No one would stop to give Capt Hook a hand!
When a police officer DID show up, he made a phone call to his kids and made me speak to them. He couldn't believe he was helping a distressed Captain Hook!
I wonder why?
"Long live God!" (GODSPELL)