CB1100 Monthly Photo Challenge

[Lunchbag]

I was just settling in for another frustrating evening of troubleshooting a boat problem when I realized it was the last day of June.  So I put down the multimeter and suited up for a short ride to a place some people call "town."  I stopped at Ridge Market, a store that used to sell groceries and Chinese takeout.  Now they sell booze and gas.  The prices for both are very high, but at least the selection is poor.

After finding six of something that I could afford without taking out a loan, I slid the goods under the bungee net and put my helmet on.  I shifted the helmet around on my head to make it comfortable, but couldn't.  So I took it off and put it back on, and still it was uncomfortable.  I decided I must have let the helmet salesman talk me into a helmet that was just too tight, as they are trained to do.

As I rode through the parking lot toward the exit, I noticed that I didn't have my gloves on.  What the?  Then it dawned on me.  I stopped, took off my helmet, and removed the gloves which I had stowed in the helmet before entering the store.  As I rode home, I tried to decide what the dumbest thing was that I had done today.  Was it putting my helmet on with my gloves inside?  Was it paying good-beer money for an average beer at a store that I dislike?  Or was it ... owning a boat.