There was once a girl in love with her outfit. She was especially pleased with how adorable she looked as she headed off to work.
Walking to the metro, she loved how her sleeves fluttered in
the breeze. On the metro, she appreciated how her red lips complimented the
colors she was wearing. Walking to the office from the metro, she acknowledged
how her shoes set off her pants and top.
She smiled at everyone.
Only at the conclusion of her long commuting journey, in the elevator with another person, did she notice with surprise that she had a three-inch hole in her pants.
And then she sat down at her desk and crossed her legs while speaking on a conference call.
Crotch. To. Knee. All the way. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip.
And that, my friends, is why one should always keep an extra
outfit at one’s desk.
