On Thursday I went to the most important work meeting of my life so far. Ten people flew to DC from across the country to attend this two-hour meeting. I was helping one of them set up their PowerPoint presentation and then my boss said it was time to start so I attempted to sneak behind my boss and return to my seat. Well, suddenly my leg wasn't moving anymore, and I realized it was because some metal thing was sticking out of the cabinet and had grabbed my pants! And ripped them! A LOT! I quickly unhooked myself and walked to my seat, thinking (a) how I had no extra clothes at work--let alone extra suit pants--and (b) how immodest I suddenly was.... Luckily when I returned to my seat I saw that the lining had not been ripped. THANK GOODNESS!!!!
After the meeting my co-worker said he just thought I fell--he hadn't noticed my pants ripping--and so no one else probably had either. Then I see my big boss man and he says to me "Hey Rachel, let me know when you get the bill for new pants and I'll pay for them."
HAHAHAH! This was the highlight of all of my co-workers' lives.
and here are the pants:
That's awesome, Rach!
ReplyDeleteWelcome to Mortality. Anything can and will happen. We've never been down here before and the togas are gone!!! What are we doing here!!!
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