A coworker interrupted my discussion yesterday to inform me that there was tissue sticking out of my pants. What to do? I thought. Make a joke about it, or do nothing? I chose the latter. I nonchalantly disposed the offending tissue and finished the discussion.
I have been secretly mortified ever since. The good thing about this is that I was able to use this story to cheer somebody up. And I spent more time checking to make sure that history doesn't repeat itself. I have to say, this is probably the most embarrassing thing I have done. O! Did I mention that my worst nightmare is exactly this - that I make a fool of myself? Ce la vie.
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