Sometimes it feels good to get a number of errands done on your way back from work. Grocery store. Hardware store. Second grocery store where the produce is better. I got some shit done.
Other times it feels less good. Like, say, when you get home and realize your fly is down and the last time you used a restroom was at work. And you think, "I was just in a lot of places."
Sarah: It's okay. I'm sure no one looks at your crotch.
Me: Oh, people look at my crotch.
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Sorry, I guess I should have told you. My bad.
I thought you had a license to sell hotdogs.
I think it's even more noticeable considering your crotch is at most people's eye level.
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