It was a long day

Last night after I finished working, I changed into soft pants and a long sleeve t-shirt.  Several hours later, John cocked his head to one side and said, “I’m fairly certain your shirt is on backwards.”  I looked down.  The logos of the companies who endorsed that particular turkey trot looked back up at me.  Yeah.  Backwards.

John: When did that happen?

Me: When I put it on….?  I don’t understand the question.