I woke up early to go jogging but couldn't find my sneakers because I had left them outside to dry. By the time I realized where the were, it was bordering on too late so instead I hopped onto my mini-stair climber which isn't really that good. Then I took a nice, relaxing shower which must have been too nice because before I knew it, I had fifteen minutes to get dressed and be at the bus stop.
At some point in the morning I went to go file some drawings when I bent over and...something was off. I stood upright and thought for a moment. Then the horrifying realization hit me. I forgot to put a bra on. And it was noticeable but at least the small, random, black and white patterns on my dress visually obscured certain, er, outlines.
I sat slouched at my desk, counting the minutes until lunch time when I was finally able to dart to the elevator, ride down with arms crossed, and jiggle my way to the market where I bought a bright pink, polyester monstrosity for $19, but it was the only thing that looked like it would fit.I called SB to tell him what had happened. "Really? That's strange because I forgot my belt." Um, that's not quite as mortifying.
But then I remembered when he texted me a few months ago to reveal that he got up to go to the bathroom and discovered that he had put his underwear on backwards and I felt a lot better.
At some point in the morning I went to go file some drawings when I bent over and...something was off. I stood upright and thought for a moment. Then the horrifying realization hit me. I forgot to put a bra on. And it was noticeable but at least the small, random, black and white patterns on my dress visually obscured certain, er, outlines.
I sat slouched at my desk, counting the minutes until lunch time when I was finally able to dart to the elevator, ride down with arms crossed, and jiggle my way to the market where I bought a bright pink, polyester monstrosity for $19, but it was the only thing that looked like it would fit.I called SB to tell him what had happened. "Really? That's strange because I forgot my belt." Um, that's not quite as mortifying.
But then I remembered when he texted me a few months ago to reveal that he got up to go to the bathroom and discovered that he had put his underwear on backwards and I felt a lot better.
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