First thing I did when this sequestered lock-down started was ditch the bra. I mean, who cares if I wear one or not?
Today I attracted a bunch of airheads and an asswipe. So I came home at lunch and I’m not leaving ever again.
At the grocery store one time, I picked up an item and put it in the cart. At the next aisle, I changed my mind about the item and put it on the shelf in the wrong aisle where it does not belong. So if you see a jar of Nutella among the olive oil bottles, you’ll know it was me who shopped there earlier.