My Aunt Kathy has a tendency to tell everyone her every move. "I think I'll just get up and get a Kleenex." "I'm just gonna check the thermostat." She knows she does it, and yet she continues to announce everything.
So today she drove to a large store to buy her some new poop scoops, as she has the multiple dogs and it must be genetic, this need to have more than one dog thing. My point is, she drank a large coffee on the way to the store, and then when she got there she announced to the sales woman, "As soon as I'm done going to the bathroom, I'll need you to direct me to the pooper scoopers."
Yeah. And she realized a big crowd heard her, too.
Poor Aunt Kathy.