Today I consumed eggs, fried chicken, and a protein shake. They all ended up on the front of my black dress. The whole menu is right here. I have to go on one of my podcasts for the first time in a while, and I have no time to go home to change.
I could wash the dress in the bathroom of the coworking space, but the AC here is brutal, and if I sit there in a wet dress, I might start sneezing.
I have no idea what they even want me to talk about, but I do know that if I don’t manage to say anything entertaining, my look will compensate for it.
In case we have new readers who don’t understand why my food ends up on the front of my clothing, have you heard anybody described as being very well put together? I’m the opposite of that. Usually, I record the podcasts in the morning, and there is no time to soil the clothing with food, but this one just had to be in the afternoon. Here is the result.
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