I'm sitting here waiting at Church's chicken, doing one of my favorite things, people watching. Some out the people out and about in public are making me shake my head. Now I am a tshirt, jeans, and flip flop kinda gal. Year round. So I'm not above being comfy. But I have to wonder WHY would you go out "to town" in a torn shirt, ripped pajama pants, and barefoot?
And then I am reminded of yesterday. I went in O'Reilley's Auto Parts in a black shirt, no bra, and blue flip flops. Hair tied in a bun, no makeup, face hadn't been washed. Did I choose to? No. I planned only on running my niece to school and coming home to clean house. I never planned on having a flat tire and needing Fix a Flat. Maybe someone thought that of me.
So I am not passing judgment. But houseshoe shorty shorts lady next to me is making me giggle.
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