You know that classic cartoon where the character splits his/her pants and then everyone in the area bursts out laughing and giggling and pointing. Well, I seem to have experienced something like that yesterday.
While I was at work I split my pants. My friend Loryn and I were dancing around to Gotye's "Somebody That I Used To Know" and when the song said "but you didn't have to stoop so low" I stooped low. Unfortunately, my pants weren't prepared to stoop low. Then disaster. After reaching the bottom of my trajectory I felt something. A ripping something.
MY PANTS RIPPED!
My Delia's Morgan jeans that I've had for YEARS split in the back, right down the seam. Fortunately, I had my Land's End 3/4 Zip Pullover that could be quickly tied around my waist (so very early 2000's I know) and my mother was only a quick phone call away. A new pair of pants was quickly procured.
However it was more the principle of the thing. I split my pants. After I got over it and I had new pants on everything was okay again. I was able to laugh about it later. I still need new pants though...
Keep it classy,
~E
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