Another Reason to Hate Garlic Mustard

I just came inside after weeding for about an hour, and called my car loan to change the address after they ignored three separate mailed address changes, and put away a load of clean laundry while on hold. Then I came in here to pay some bills, but of course got distracted. I've been feeling a little itchy since the weeding, even though I wore the nice gloves Sis gave me, but thought nothing much of it, as a little itchy is one of my strong suits. And yet, what should I find nestled in my sports bra, virtually sealed to the underside of my left breast by the sheer force of sweat, but an entire seed pod from a recalcitrant garlic mustard.