Holding out for the zombie apocalypse

A couple of years ago, I had to wear a branded t-shirt for a work event and my choice was limited to an extra-small or an extra-large.

Since I’m neither of these sizes, I tried them both on. I planned to choose the shirt that looked least terrible and, more importantly, the one that was easiest to move in – since it would be a busy, running-around kind of day.
Cartoon of a girl in a t-shirt so big it comes down to her feet.
That turned out to be the extra-small one.

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