new pants.

Woke up to chaos around 10:30(7:30 Dylanmentaltime), as J was out doing things that K, B, & D could tag along. I am blurry as to what else occurred until 11dmt, but I think I ate and changed my socks before we left for bib shopping. D needs bibs since she's collar is soaked a lot of late. Went to BCF, I wandered into Officemax to see how the new digs were. Not sure how the latter stays in business, more people work there than shop and the people working seem mean to the elderly who aren't sure of the printer they have recently purchased.
Anyways, I headed to Burlington when I assessed that nothing looked suitable to replace Hal II. Upon heading towards infants, a customer called towards me for help as though I worked there. I was in a tshirt and jeans... my untucked shirt should have been a giveaway I didn't work there, but I guess I carry myself like I work retail since I get asked for help more times than I should.
Reminds me of the times I worked places and people would as if I worked there while I'm behind my office desk caressing a hot beverage. I should get a shirt from ON that says "I just work here." Or the "meh" one would be my sort of noncoollicensed shirts that  Old Navy sells.
Short story made long recondensed for brevity, I got new pants. I even wore them to work, where I wear a tshirt and jeans, but no customers exist. Still weird I have be clean shaving, but powers that be have to be around to notice.
I did other stuff, but I got to nap from 7 until 8 and it was good. I like naps. I should take one now.