I run over to Target at lunch to pick up a couple Christmas presents and when I get back into the driver's seat I notice something. What's that? Oh my. My pants have split right at the crotch. The seam has just unravelled exposing my calvin's to the world. I don't remember that being there this morning when I pulled them up. Of course I'm half asleep when I dress so it's likely I just missed it.
I'm thinking back to this morning when I was talking to my co-workers and I was probably sitting with knees apart. Did they notice? I've only been here less than 4 months so would they be comfortable enough to say hey, you're flashing.
Two months ago I was getting something behind my desk and the corner of my cargo pant pocket caught and ripped a perfect line in the front of my pant. I was wearing boxer briefs at the time and there they were. So this makes 2 underwear flashing incidents in a new office in the span of three and a half months. I had to tell my office mate about the front rip because it was so apparent. I may have to let this one slide and simply sit demurely through the rest of the day.
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8 comments:
Ahhh hahaa ..
I hate it when that happens!
I know I shouldn't laugh but...
Hahahaha! Sounds like something that would happen to me and now it probably will.
LOL ... sorry, I can't help it. I had that happen last summer when a pocket ripped off my cargo shorts exposing my hanes ... which thankfully I was wearing, because I often wear shorts commando.
Actually, if you rip the seam of your pants at your crotch, shouldn't we all be impressed?
The same thing happened to me, and as a result of it, I met my husband! ;)
Mike, har.
tiger, aaaaw how romantic. hee.
At least you're wearing underwear... I cry when I think of the day I did this in the middle of a supermarket, sans boxers.
"Jo, to the clothing department, gogogo!"
Sorry, hilarious!
André
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