Possibly the most embarrasing moment of my life
Since the recent cold snap, I've had to wear my old jeans that are too big for me. Unfortunately for me, not only are they too big because I've lost a good deal of weight, but also because they stretch like crazy. However, they're the only pair of jeans I have left, and it's too cold to wear my new Capri pants that actually fit.
So, I'm going to Walmart this afternoon in my two-sizes too big pants. They keep heading south, mostly because of the keys in my pocket, but I keep hitching them up. You might ask why I don't just wear a belt, and that is a good question. The answer is: I don't own a belt. I don't like wearing them and, until recently, had no need for one.
Fortunately for me, I was looking at flowers in the back part of the store when my pants took a major dive -- right around my ankles. That's right folks, I lost my pants in Walmart. I think my whole body was blushing. I then dropped the flowers I was holding, spilling dirt all over the floor, just to get my pants up before anyone came around the corner. I managed to get decent and pick up the flowers and some of the dirt before anyone came around.
Just because no one saw me, I was still mortified. They probably caught me on camera -- but I hope not. My cheeks are still bright red.
I walked quickly to the belt section, and then to the checkout line. Now, I'm blogging about it because I know, someday, I will look back on this and think it was funny. Right now, however, I'm still cringing with embarrassment. I'm also not leaving my room for the rest of the weekend. I don't care if the building catches on fire, I'm staying right where I am.