I’m beginning to think that I took not caring about appearances a step too far today. The security video in the post office showed what looked like a fucking shifty drug addict collecting their parcel.
This wayward woman was fidgety and tired-looking with her unwashed in face body and hair, wearing an oversized hoodie a pair of corduroy elephant flares and an expression that said someone should just put her out of her misery.
Puffy eyes, dark circles acne marks and patchy facial flakiness that are normally covered up in a mask of high end cosmetics were on show. It was not pretty. I regret few things in life, but leaving the house in that state is probably one of them.
Sorry post office guy, I’ll make more of an effort next time.