Sometimes I get Naked on Accident
A few weeks ago I bought a very UN-Sarah style shirt from Forever 21. It’s a white, flowy tunic shirt with a tie in the back and sorta reminds me of my favorite jacket.
The first time I wore it my friend, Mark, told me I reminded him of Maryann on “True Blood.” She’s cute enough, I guess, but she’s a BAD GUY! Not exactly who you want to look like.
I didn’t wear the shirt again for a while. You know, because I’m nothing like that crazy chick. Shut up.
Moving on.
I decided to give the shirt another chance and wore it to school. Walking to my car after class I started unbuttoning the shirt. The kid next to me looked over and said, “LADY, what are you doing?!”
I stopped dead in my tracks. Holy shit, I confused my shirt for a jacket and nearly flashed a child. Can you imagine calling my mother to bail me out of jail for public indecency? I can. She’d probably yell at me and then ask me if I got a date out of it because moms always question your dating life. Even when you refuse to have one.
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You know, things like this wouldn’t happen if you lived in San Diego.
Not really, just a shameless plug for you to move here.
Miss you!
That’s my girl!!
Kel: I miss you too. Move home.
Robyn: See above message and substitute “move home” to “move your desk back.”
I’d almost be worried more that he called you “Lady”. But it could be worse. He could have called you “ma’am”.
I always prefer to look like the bad guys (girls). They have the best costumes. -grin- And I -hate- it when I accidentally get naked in public!!
What’s wrong with this kid? Why would he STOP you from undressing?
The real problem here is him.
Good to know if the whole school/career thing doesn’t pan out, you’re naturally suited for a career in exotic dancing.
I was thinking the same thing as Jeni. Why would he stop you?
I was led here from a comment you left on the Bloggess’ site (all genuflect).
Previously, She was the only one able to crack my “I am working” facade, and make me snort at my desk.
Damnit.