this is an actual conversation i had with a girl who was convinced i had worn the same shirt* three out of the three days she had ever known me.
girl: i hate to be forward but is that like your favorite shirt, how come you wear it every time i have seen you?
me: what?
g: how come you always wear that exact shirt all the time?
me: hey, how come YOU are wearing the same shirt i have only seen you wear on the previous two occasions that i have ever seen you?
g: what?
m: how come you always wear that exact shirt all the time?
g: no, no this is a different shirt.
m: no, you always wear that shirt, that same shirt.
g: no, you are confused, this is a DIFFERENT shirt than the ones i wore on monday and thursday.
m: see how that feels? (walks away)
g: (turns to someone else) wait, was that like his favorite shirt or something?
*picture of shirt not necessarily that dissimilar from the actual shirt i was wearing at the time.
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