My friend Kaleb notices everything. EVERYTHING.
I found this out a few years ago when I started my job. I got up as usual one morning, got dressed, got in my car and went to work. When I stepped out of my car, I looked down and noticed that I had put on two different shoes.
“Maybe no-one will notice,” I thought.
So I’m in my office standing behind my workbench around a corner and Kaleb walks in.
“Hey, you have two different shoes on!” he said, quite amused.
It’s bad enough to do something dumb, but the process behind it just made it worse: I wasn’t in a hurry, one was brown and one was black, there was plenty of light, and the shoes had two different textures. The only way they could have been more different was if I had grabbed one of my wife’s shoes.
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