I think he was just trying to be funny.
It must be hard, like a freshmen coming to the Senior Ball. You got your nice little account set up, mommy bought you some new socks and undies. You get your flower all nice and straight. Then, with your sweaty little palms perspiring in your tiny little baby GAP pants, you trip on the doorway as soon as you enter and fall right in front of the cheerleaders and the football players.
Don't feel bad. Come back in a year, most of us won't even remember.