Versus what she heard…
Thursday morning, I put on a new shirt. I woke Honey up and asked if the shirt was too sheer. I handed her her glasses and turned on the light behind me.
She thought I asked if the shirt was too short.
Confident in her answer, she said no.
At no point did I think the shirt was too short.
It was, however, too sheer.
I spent half the day with my jean jacket on (despite the 78 degree SoCal spring day). The other half I spent with my office lights off.
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