Encountering the same bloke resident wearing burnt-orange trakkie-daks and beige hoodie on the common property a couple of times, looking REALLY daggy and not caring about it, I swore to myself never to ‘go and get the mail’ or ‘something left in the car’ or ‘go to the convenience store’ in my round-the-house trakkie-days or generally looking daggy like I don’t care.
Take the hint, In a Jam Over Jammies! That’s my advice.