I love how I get to experience random adventures in my life at the most inappropriate times. Today's episode clearly goes into my Hall of Fame as one of the most embarrassing moments ever. I needed to pop out to a nearby supermarket to get some groceries for the day, so I pulled on a pair of my jeans, grabbed my car keys and headed out the door. Now only when I reached the supermarket did I realize that I hadn't worn a belt with my jeans, which were now sitting snugly on my hips. Not paying much attention, I wandered into the store to get on with my shopping. Half an hour later, I'm standing in line with a trolley full of groceries, patiently waiting my turn. Now most of you will pretty much guess what happened next, but I'm going to tell you anyway. As soon as the guy in front of me had bagged this things, I moved forward to start putting my groceries onto the counter. At this crucial point, my jeans decided that they wanted to have a bit of fun, and promptly slid off my hips and balanced precariously on the flat piece of wood I call an ass
proudly showing off to the world my fabulous low-rise Ginch Gonch
underwear. Now to stop my jeans sliding further down, I stood with my legs quite some distance apart, so to anyone passing by it would look like my water just broke and I was waiting for the old heave-ho. Slowly and calmly, I slid my hands behind me, hooked my thumbs into my jeans, and proceeded to squirm and wiggle my way back into my jeans, whilst stupidly grinning at the oblivious clerk who was scanning barcodes
to her heart's content. Thankfully, I managed to slide back into my jeans, pay for my stuff, and sashay out of the store before anyone had even noticed my little public display.
Moral of the story? Always have a belt in your car's glove compartment.
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