I dropped a potato chip between my legs the other day. When I reached down to get it, I discovered that I had worn a hole in the crotch of my favorite denim shorts.
How long had I been walking around with that hole? :eek:
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It would seem you had no coverage by SEVERAL definitions of the word 
Seriously though - what a pain, and I hope nobody commented on it to complete your misery!! Maybe you could have borrowed something to tie around your waist to hide the “moonshine”?
I used to own a dress that was a wrap style - held in place by 2 buttons.
Yep, one of the buttons popped off at work. Fortunately someone had pins and I was able to get by. Then there was the time I didn’t look too closly at the shoes and had one black and one blue all day (OK, we’ve all done that a time or two), or the other time I grabbed a skirt - and a jacket from an entirely different suit. Sigh.
Heh - reading the thread, I didn’t realize this was 6+ years old. Now that I’m somewhat caught up, I’ve got a more recent, and non-clothing-related, story to relate.
For background, I’m a klutz. I’m such a klutz that if there were a Klutz Olympics, I’d be an all-time gold medalist :smack: :p.
About a year ago, I started a new project - first new project in thirteen years.
First day on the project, in a roomful of people, most of whom I was meeting for the first time.
So, we all want out to lunch together.
And heading toward the elevator, I rolled my ankle and plowed into the poor fellow in front of me with my outstretched hand. I was mortified - and I’m quite sure he was rather shocked and bewildered at apparently being ATTACKED FROM BEHIND.
I expect my face matched my bright pink sweater as I mumbled “now you know why I went into IT instead of the ballet!”.
Not me, but my Dad. He was a Civil War Reenactor for a while and during one of their “battles” he bit the end off a gunpowder cartridge … and popped out one of his denture teeth. Apparently he went straight home and stayed there until he could get an appointment with the denturist. I said he should have stayed at the event and looked like a toothless redneck.
Now that is taking advantage of a bad situation! I agree!
There was one day in college when I came into the scene shop on a free afternoon to help put part of the set for a show together. I was standing next to a wall frame on the floor with another student and the technical director who was explaining to us how it needed to be put together. I squatted down to look at an angled stile and felt my jeans rip all the way along the crotch seam. I stood up and said, “I’m sorry; I have to go.” walked stiffly to the coat closet to put on my winter peacoat and went straight home to the dorm and crawled into bed for 3 hours.
Should have just walked over to the costume shop, where they could have easily stitched that up for you.
In HS, one of my buddies was sitting in the back of the room. He farted. Don’t know how he had the cojones/presence of mind, but instead of that involuntary embarrassed look most people get he immediately looked at the kid to his right. As everyone was turning around to see who cut the cheese, they saw him glaring at the kid to his right who was then blamed for it, despite not having done anything! The kid to the right’s protests were met with a lot of, "Yeah, right"s & "Ummmm, sure"s.
Been there, done that, 20 staples saves the day.
i had surgery the one time, and they had me walking around the halls in gown and tighty whiteys. And wouldn’t ya know, one of my employees worked part time at the hospital.:smack: