Monk

I was putting the clean clothes away the other day and needed some hangers. I went to my closet and pulled out the empties - which were scattered on throughout my hanging clothes.

Then I went over to J's closet to get his empties. They were all nicely grouped in the middle of the bar.

Either J had a stroke of Monk going on, or he just reaches into the closet and puts on the first shirt that he sees.

My vote is for the latter. It was just a funny observation.