6/27/12 6:14AM

Unexpected windfalls awaken the cynic in me. Especially, as in the case of Mrs. Karen H. Klein, the now famously abused bus monitor, when said windfall comes via interweb pathos. Even if she’d only stumbled on a couple grand, a local station would have a feel-good story to sandwich between news of heinous crimes and falling stock prices. When she’s, instead, about to pocket upwards of a cool half million, the business-savvy and morally-unsavvy are essentially required to take notice, and future charitable efforts with similar smell acquire a burden of proof.

The muumuu is a tribute to the Simpsons, without which, I may never have known the name of such a wondrous piece of obese-friendly attire.

-Jesse