So, yesterday, I went to the post office →
[More:] and as I was waiting in line a man kept smiling at me. He looked vaguely familiar so as is my wont in such circumstances I smiled and waved and said, "Hey, how are you?" because I know that I'm bad with faces. Then I realized that he was actually trying to get the attention of the woman in line ahead of me, who he knew, and I felt like an idiot. I left the post office and as I walked up the street I realized that my fly was open and had been open the whole time I was in line. I also realized that it feels very embarrassing to stop and do up your fly on the sidewalk.