Recently on vacation, we had bought some souvenirs from a flea market type place. Generally these vendors don’t have their own shopping bags and just pull out a crumpled one to reuse for your souvenir purchase – no problem, I’m cool with that. Except not so much when it ends up back home in our bag holder, I grab it for my lunch, and walk through the parking lot and all over the office with it before realizing it has “kid bikini” scrawled on the side.
Coworker: “You don’t have any girls, do you?”
Me: “No, why?”
Coworker: points to bag with funny look
Me: “Yeah, that’s kinda creepy.”