I wish my comfortable pink house shorts, singlet top, no bra was appropriate to wear to the shops.
There are some days I wish that I was one of the people of Walmart and seriously didn't give a shit.
I did do that one time, wore the most disgusting trakky daks to the shop after an exhausting trip, I looked like a dog. My partner went to get the takeaway, I went to the other shop to get chocolate and coke. As I walk back to meet my partner, who the FUCK happens to be at the front takeaway shop? My ex. The trakky daks were his too!!! 
You've never seen someone detour and scuttle so quickly across the road and jump in the car and hide!
You, or your ex? I hope it was your ex. 
No, me...God, I couldn't let him see me so unkempt! If you are going to run into an ex, you need to be smoking hot so they think
'what the fuck did I miss out on'.... 
I ran into an ex about Summer of 2000. I was with my then current gf on the way to go shooting so Sandy walked up and gave me a hug all
happy to see me and put her phone number in my pocket. Evil

bitch was trying to poison the well for me. I disentangled myself and conspicuously threw the number away. Oddly enough that didn't set Paula off.