TMW you're watching Alien 3 and suddenly realize, "Holy crap, I'm watching Alien 3! What has become of me?" And you quickly put on either of the first two movies in that franchise...
TMW when you're not sure if an 'overshirt' is just a shirt or something between a shirt and a jacket....
No it's when two shirts in your closet get into a fight, and they both hold a grudge until one finally gets over it.
This sort of thing happens to my roommate quite a bit (maybe once a year or so). He usually blames me. I, of course, have nothing to do with it, but my roommate has a hard time accepting responsibility for things that go wrong - doing so would be admitting that he isn't as infallible as he thinks he is. So he storms out the door (he always waits till the last minute before getting ready, so he knows he's late before he even leaves the house) in an angry mood. "I'm off to the doctor," he growls. Me: Good luck. Him: No luck involved. (Slams door.) Him, half an hour later, coming in the door: It's TOMORROW, not today, God damn it! Me: Sounds like an oops. Him: You should have told me! Me: How should I know when your appointments happen? I don't make them. Him: God damn it! Me: Not my business. Him: Grr. (glares at me as though I'd shot his dog or something)
It's a weird thing I never worried about when I lived in Canada. But here, it's warm almost all year round and I don't even own a jacket. I just have T-shirts and a couple of sort-of-heavier button-up shirts with pockets. My idea of dressing warmly is to put one of those shirts on over my T-shirt.
LOL My situation is the exact reverse. Chance has kept me in the tropics for most of my life. For me a tee-shirt is a shirt and a shirt over a tee-shirt is something you see on TV or in ads, but not in real-life. Too hot here on the equator.
You have an open invitation, Minstrel, to come and visit and see how much those 1200 miles matter. Get ret'ta sweat.
That moment when you realize you typed 'your' or 'there' instead of 'you're' or 'their' in a post and you have to edit before @EdFromNY calls you out on it
or that moment when you press "post reply", confident in your typing skills until you read someone's reply to your post and realise you made the mother of all grammatical errors!
That moment when you are driving home from the bank after paying your very last car payment and get stuck in a traffic jam, in the middle of a heavy thunderstorm, complete with pea and dime sized hail. (no damage...phew!)
TMW you discover a line of red ants coming from your dog's food bowl because you've sat in it unawares. The line of ants, not the food bowl.