After showering at the gym, I grabbed my khaki pants which were hanging folded on a hanger (I had grabbed them from the laundry room that morning), only to realize they were not my pants but hubs pants. I inadvertently grabbed hubs pants which fit his 6' 3" big ole butt but really were not flattering on me. (I do get up at 4:15 am and try to turn on as few lights as possible to avoid waking anyone...lame excuse but the only one I got)
After struggle to decide which to wear to work ...sweaty Nike Capri's or Man Pants, I went with the less smelly and ridiculously huge Man pants. I got to work (I must be there at 7:00 am being late not an option that day) and alligator/binder clipped the pants up the sides. I sat down as much as possible hiding my clown pants. As soon as the opportunity presented itself I scurried over to Target and bought new pants.
Just this week I recycled the envelope from getting pictures developed with the Memory card still in the envelope. Would hurt so bad if I had not done this once before...*ugh* I piss myself off sometimes!