Well, almost. 
Today I pampered myself and bought a Lakers jersey for the playoffs (I’d already promised myself one for my birthday 
).
It’s very nice; football jersey style (mesh?), pretty yellow and purple with stripes on the sleeves, a big ol’ 34 on the front.
It cost a nice looking penny, discounted from a pretty penny.
So I go to work, change into my new jersey and I’m stylin’, right?
I go to get lunch and decide on a nice grilled chicken sandwich with mushrooms.
I return to work so my coworker can take off for the day and I take it back to my desk where the first thing I do is drop a nice, big mushroom, covered in mayo, right front and center on my brand….new…….shirt. :mad:
That’s right. Protein stain, too.
So I kick it into high gear and race into the bathroom, yank off the soiled shirt and apply dish detergent to it and start working it in. I’m scrubbing at it good too, making sure it gets into the fabric so it won’t actually leave a stain when I hear our store door open. :eek:
Forgot to put back on my old shirt first! :o
“I’ll be right there!” I call from the bathroom, yanking back on a fully soaked Lakers jersey.
“What?” asks the man coming round the corner.
“Oh, nothing! Just trying to fix a leak in the bathroom. May I help you?”
Just had to share.