Steeb: (walks into the kitchen) Your baking soda fell out.
Me: Yeah, it’s been doing that.
Steeb: I’m going to go put socks on now.
Me: Thanks for sharing.
Steeb: It’s not like I said “I’m going to go for an enema now”. That would have been tragically oversharing.
Me: It’s mind-boggling how completely normal these conversations are.
