This morning, after the gym I popped over to Starbucks and, in classic disheveled-A.D.D.-Emily style, left my keys on the coffee bar. I realized this once I got home, and ran back to Starbucks to get them. When I walked in, the barista was dangling my set of keys, laughing, and said: “Not your smartest move, huh?”

This from the guy who spelled my name like this:

Just sayin.