you know you're in for a heck of a day. And it was. As soon as I got in the car to go to work (at the unbelievable hour of 5:45am), I felt the right thigh high go. It must have been the unbelievably low temperature (I quit checking the thermometer when it was 27 degrees). At any rate, I knew I had a pair of emergency pantyhose in my desk, so I just figured I would pull it up over the upper thigh bump and change in the restroom when I got there.
As I got out of the car, the damned thing slid down to my knee, so here I am walking in with all the plant guys, trying to smash the thing to my leg as I walked. When I got on the stairs to the admin offices, I tried to pull it up, but it's an open stairway, so I could only do so much. Finally, I was almost to my office, and I ducked into the library, closed the door, and pulled it up. Had to do that again on my way to the restroom, and of course I met the director on my way out, hunched over with my coat on and a pair of pantyhose in my hand. Yada, yada, I made it to the restroom, changed into the pantyhose, and my day went downhill from there. Lesson learned: No one is really looking at you anyway. If that happens again, quickly pull it off and no one will ever notice the difference until you put something else on.
And I bid you adieu!
