Coats in the hallway

A few months ago I was coming home from a very intense workout. My hair was a tied back mess, I was all sweaty, and I was dressed in shabby sweats. I looked like a homeless jogger, basically. Oh, and it was cold so I also added a coat.

I stopped by 7-11 to get a delicious pastry. Surely after lifting weights, elliptically and jogging for 2 hours, I deserved a doughnut. As I browsed the aisles, a group of young, skinny, attractive and very scantily clad girls walked in. I decided I didn't need a doughnut anymore, bought a health drink and left. It felt like this:



I texted a few friends to tell them I just recreated that pic irl and laughed about how stupid I was for not buying my pastry!

The picture once again became a topic of conversation.

Aaron: At least you're not one of those girls who wears a coat and hangs out in the hallway.
Me: LOL I love that.
Aaron: Yeah! I saw that picture the other day and it reminded me of you.
(about 10 seconds pass and my phone beeps again)
Aaron: And then I suddenly realized how awful that would sound if you didn't have a story related to it.