I bought some air-chilled chicken breast at the grocery store after work. I mentioned it to no one....

I bought some air-chilled chicken breast at the grocery store after work. I mentioned it to no one. I never said the words aloud. I didn’t write it down anywhere. I didn’t photograph it with my phone. I didn’t google recipes for chicken breast. I didn’t even *think* about air-chilled chicken breast at any point after I chucked the package in my freezer upon getting home. 

And yet just now, six hours later, I just saw three fucking ads for air-chilled chicken breast on my facebook feed.