Friday, May 15, 2009

I Dropped My Panties

I have spent most of my adult life self employed. I had a few years in there that I didn't work at all. I stayed home with my kids. After my divorce, I had to go back into the work world. It had been 13 years since I had a boss. I got a job as an auditor for a relocation company.

During the training period, my new boss had to review my audits for accuracy. I was sitting in the bosses office, going through one of these reviews of my audit. I was confident and ready to dazzle my new employer with my brilliance and my accuracy. It took about 15 min. of sitting in a chair, watching and waiting in silence while every detail was checked.

When it was done, I got rave reviews for my perfect audit. I proudly stood up from the chair to go back to my cubicle. I took one step and stumbled a little. My shoe had caught on something. We both looked down to see what caused my misstep and there, on my bosses floor, next to my chair, was a pair of panties. Turquoise panties. My panties.

I should have used Bounce. They had apparently gone through the wash inside the pants I was wearing and the static had stuck them inside my pant leg. Out of all of the walking, sitting, and standing I had done that day, that was the moment they dropped out of my pant leg.

I could have pretended I didn't notice them, or even better, given my boss an incredulous look like, 'what do you have going on in here'. I didn't. I bent down, picked up my turquiose panties, and walked out of the office.

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