Mistucked

And so already on the very first day I'd encountered the odd contradiction, between the solemnly abstracted Brodeur of the classroom and the Brodeur of notoriety; between the hapless obviousness by that big hole in his pants—like the plumber's ass-crack, like the festive toilet-paper banner waving out of the back of a woman's mis-tucked pantyhose—and the vandal's dark glasses and duster he'd worn at the reading, items one could almost think he had purposely, childishly picked to fulfill others' worst expectations.

Whether it be a mistucked shirt, an uneven tie, or a ketchup stain on his houndstooth jacket, Ponzer always had something off.

He probably doesn't hold on to things like memories of mis-tucked second-grade skirts.