Well, I didn't work quickly enough...I sat down at the office with my coffee and chocolate muffin and while I was stuffing my fat face, the unimaginable happened. Yep.
I split my freakin' pants. This is some sorta' karmic lesson about calling my brother "fat ninja".
Now I gotta' sneak out and walk 10 blocks to the nearest store that actually sells mens clothes and buy some trousers before I get fired for indecent exposure.
(actually, there is a Burberry store about 8 blocks away, but I don't feel like spending $400 on a pair of pants.)
Yesterday was my birthday, so I guess this is the universe's gift to me. I always knew the universe was a practical joker.
6 comments:
Oh no! Um, happy birthday? Maybe at least you got some cool new pants out of the deal...
Mmm... chocolate muffin...
Happy birthday, Ninja!!
Sorry that you had to buy new pants, but think of it this way - you got nice new pants!
This is very sad. If I split any of my Seven jeans, I would simultaneously split skin on my wrists. And now I know where you work. Well, within 8 blocks of it anyway.
I'm rolling here. Hilarious.
I once split my pants in the parking lot of Lowe's. No joke. I also split another pair of jeans at a fraternity's date party. Thaaat was fun.
Glad you got some new pants!! :) And I hear ya on the needing to lose weight thing....
Thanks for all the positive comments. I am glad that you can find some happiness from my suffering.
And who deleted their comment on my blog? I'm not even sure how to delete comments, and it's my blog. How did you edit your comments on someone else's virtual property?
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