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2014/03/27

I do not recomend this........





Because of my laziness I did not get any gas today all I got was a red face.  It all started last night. Being a lady of age there are certain undergarments that must go as soon as one gets home, now I am sure most of my female readers get this one. I get in the house and am hit with one thing after another racing around getting things done and I find myself standing alone in the kitchen cooking dinner and feeling so uncomfortable with said undergarment. Now for most that do not know my kitchen has two of the biggest window and they cover two walls and face the street. Now not wanting to leave the kitchen I decided that I could slip the undergarment off without taking off my shirt and no one would see or know what I had done. As I thought my removal technique was flawless. I was so slick and then I realized I did not have a place to put the damn thing and I could not just stand there holding it while I cooked dinner. While I pondered the situation I saw my purse sitting on the table and again not wanting to leave and put it where it belonged, I stuffed it in my purse. Then this morning I grab my bag and off to work I went. When I got into my office I was about to get my badge, and saw the lanyard it was on hanging out the top of my bag so I pulled it and out popped my bra hanging on to my badge. I looked around and got that little smug feeling thinking I dodged that bullet and no one saw it. So not wanting that to happen again I put the damn thing in my coat pocket and zipped it up so it would not fall out. Nine hours later my bra was not remembered in any way shape or form. I totally forgot about the Damn thing in my pocket.  I left work and headed to the gas station.  I got out with my card in my hand and was about to swipe it, when I realized my pocket felt strange so I unzipped it. I reach in and pulled out my bra, then dropped it. Did I mention that gas was at the all time low for the week and prices was about to go up so the line is out the station and forming down the side street. To say I was mortified is putting it mild, as I reached down and picked it out of the gas and water fill puddle I was standing in; at the same time I yanked the door open with one swift move I through it in the back seat jumped in and drove off with my red face.  As I am driving down the road to go to another station because I still need gas, I started to replay the whole thing in my head and then felt so stupid. The more I replayed the more I started to think of what the other customers there must have been thinking and I just busted up laughing at myself. Now a good laugh that brings tears to your eyes is a great catharsis and releases a lot of stress. Needless to say I still do not have gas and now I not only have a red face I have red eyes but I feel great.

3 comments:

  1. Hilarious! I would have whipped it into the car & pumped gas anyway. :)

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  2. I'm with 2 Punk Dogs! Hahahaha! So funny!

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  3. Next time... (as if there will ever be a next time!) no need for embarrassment. We all wear them!

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