This actually happened a while ago, but it came to mind again recently. It was at the grocery store and my internal monologue thereafter went something like:

• “Oh I got a compliment! That’s going to make my whole day!”
• “Wait, what shirt am I wearing again?”
• “Right, my Gorillaz t-shirt.” (It’s a… I think phase 6 shirt, so not a terribly old shirt or anything.)
• “Yeah, I like this shirt too!”
• “That guy was kindof old. It’s cool that there are old people who listen to Gorill-”
• “Oh. Oh no.”