I’d say it was a “foot in mouth” moment but,

Well, I hate feet and thus, the entire concept is rather… vulgar, to my mind, so I steer well clear of that phrase whenever possible. So anyway, about a month and a a half ago, when Italics Boy was in the picture as some guy I liked, we were in town for the day. After wandering around for hours, we resorted to visiting Target.
As we walked through the men’s clothing section, I was pointing out shirts I liked and recommended for him. I stopped in front of one and said, “This would be a really nice shirt, if it weren’t for the crappy buttons; they ruin it completely.”
His response - “I have that shirt.”
Shit.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
Shiiiit.
Toivoa - making shit awkward (for herself) since 92.