What a weird day.
I got just what I had been asking for, as I often ask in class:
"Does anyone have any questions, comments or complaints?"
It was inspired by my daughter Grace. When she was little, we used to play a game. She would complain to me. I would look outraged. I would puff and blow my Self up to over- size, then bellow in a loud voice:
"Grace! How dare you behave this way!!
Stop behaving like a 5 year old!!!"
And then Grace - with a little sparkle on her face - would quickly reply: