Well, not the funniest thing, but kind of awkward, funny-ish thing happened.

And I was wearing a jacket, but you can kind of see, like, the emo character on the shirt, right?

There was a mart, um, a market, supermarket, and they were selling sweet potatoes.

Some emo outside.

I kind of forgot that I was wearing the sweet potato shirt at that time, because, you know, I just forget about what I'm wearing.

I went into the supermarket, bought literally a single sweet potato, although it wasn't a single sweet potato.

It was, like, in a bag, and there was, like, two in it, and so I bought it.

And as I was checking out, they didn't have self-checkout, so I was waiting in the line, and it was my turn.

I go up, she looks at me, what I'm buying, and everyone else is buying, you know, like, the bentos and stuff, and I'm buying the single sweet potato.

She looks up, she sees me wearing a sweet potato shirt, without me- me without- at this point, forgot that I was even wearing the shirt.

And she goes, Like, And I'm just like, with the biggest grin, happy to be eating some sweet potatoes.

I went, I check out, I walk out of the mart, and I look down a little bit, you know, trying to see my sweet potato.

Suddenly, I realize the reason she asked me if I liked sweet potatoes.

And I'm just like, Well, well, well.

I do indeed like sweet potatoes, yes.

I was kind of embarrassed, but you know what?

What's done is done.

Probably will never go back to the supermarket.

I'll probably never return to the supermarket ever again, but you know what?

Yeah.

Emotional damage.