I need a helmet

I drink coffee all day, so I was in the restroom at work (again). I was tucking my shirt in and glanced down.

Something didn’t look right with my dark green T-shirt. I paused, mid-tuck. Huh – thought I – is this on inside out?

Why, yes. Yes, it was.

This particular shirt has those semi-pronounced seams and no tag, so there’s really not much difference. And the people I work with are…less than observant.

But I had a cup of coffee and a couple of cigarettes with the Mister this morning before I left. I would have expected better.