I am blaming it on the fact that it's Monday. Because it only makes sense that I would go half a day at work without realizing my shirt was on backward on a Monday. That's something that you'd notice on a Wednesday. Definitely fix that immediately on a Friday. But Monday. Monday is the day you don't notice your clothes are not on right. In my defense, it was a very nondescript sweater. It looks the same on the front and the back. Other than, you know, that tag that was itching the shit out of my neck all morning.
My name is Andrea, and I am not capable of dressing myself.
*sigh*
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