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An example of my poor luck or extreme spazdom
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| 10:39 a.m. on July 19, 2005 |
One of the better aspects of my job is the casual dress, but with the bigwigs visiting this week, we were asked to step it up several notches. I dug out my old business skirt (I had not worn since my interview here 2.5 years ago) & a nice top. It was to be a long day of meetings & then an after-hours dinner cruise with businessmen. As much as I do not love that kind of thing, I did not want to blow it; making a good impression was important.About 15 minutes before we were supposed to leave for the boat, I was killing time at my desk when I sat awkwardly in my chair & heard a terrible noise. Sure enough, I popped the seam in the ass of my skirt. Holy fucking hell, what have I done? I ran to the bathroom to assess the damage. It was noticeable if you were looking directly at it & I figured with a boat full of businessmen, someone was bound to look. Why this could not have occurred 2 hours earlier when I would have had a chance to run home & change, I do not know. If I pulled my top down enough, it might camouflage it, so I walked down to the boat with major trepidation about the next 3 hours. I figured I could walk behind everyone else & then grab seat & stay put for the duration. Minutes before boarding, I remembered I had a sweater in the trunk of my car. Though the evening was too warm for a sweater, that baby was going around my waste, giving me major reassurance, despite how it made me look. This turned out to be my saving grace, because throughout the 3-hour tour trapped on a boat with a dozen strangers, my skirt continued to rip until the full moon of my ass was hanging out, covered only by the miracle sweater. Besides feeling like a huge dork, the evening went off without a hitch & my butt was saved.
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