"You can't wear that shirt; it has a stain on it."
"Right here." I say as I put my finger on it.
"I still don't see anything!"
"Here!" turning him to face the mirror.
"I don't know what you're talking about..." grumble grumble
But now, through the magic of iPhone technology, I can take a photo and say, "Look.", and the shirt gets changed even though the grumbling may continue.
|man trying to deny he got food on his shirt|