Look, I tried on my one green shirt this morning; it probably last fit me 150 servings of Irish stew ago. In fact, I looked like a huge green M&M, and I had serious doubts about the structural integrity of the buttons and seams. So, no, I’m not wearing green today. By all means, go ahead and pinch me if you must, but you might want to make sure you have an excellent sexual-harassment defense lawyer on standby.