I have been stuffed in a locker, the traditional manner of a nerd being bullied.

I open my eyes to find myself stuffed inside a locker. Not exactly how I pictured things starting out, but I am able to escape using my molecular phase shifting device built into the watch on my wrist. I take a moment to straighten out my traditional attire of a long sleeved white lab coat over a simple short sleeved black undershirt with purple lab gloves on my hands. I adjust my glasses, need to look into contacts or maybe just see if I can invent an autodoc to perform corrective laser eye surgery when I get home, and smooth out the wrinkles in my black pants before tapping my knee high black lab boots against the floor to make sure they are on right.