I was in the CVS buying milk and something inside me told me to buy a lint brush (vs. the the roller-type). I’ve seen these things before, but it’s definitely the first device of it’s kind that i’ve ever owned. And I don’t even have a pet that sheds hair. Or a pet at all.On the walk home, I grew pretty ashamed. The act of purchasing this brush must mean that I am now one of the following:
- Turning into one of the most boring adults that DC has to offer
- Closer to pleasing the god of geekdom by having a tool to satisfy every task
- Lazy enough that removing visual specks from a shirt trumps washing it
- Reaching new personal heights of OCD
What was I thinking? I may have to return this life-sucking device before it destroys me altogether.