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.