What do you do?

It’s 6pm, and you’re working back late. Outside the only shops left open are those such as the CD shop you have to run up to shortly to buy a birthday present, before heading to an evening co-curricular meeting.

Then you realise that your trousers are developing a hole in the seat. Not a huge gaping hole, but a hole nonetheless. What do you do?

Me? I put my jacket on, went out and finished those tasks I needed to do, while trying not to squirm too much while sitting. Then I caught the train home, occasionally glancing around to see if anybody was snickering.

Which nobody was, at least noticeably. Time to go trouser shopping.

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2 Replies to “What do you do?”

  1. Ooh, I hate that. It’s like wondering if your tampon is still absorbing or if the monthly madness is leaking onto your jeans.

    My husband split his pants at work once, so he shut his office door, slipped them off, and stapled them together. He sat very carefully. He was too dedicated to his job, the idiot, to go and buy some new pants a whole block away.

  2. staple it back together! Split mine the other day stapled them back up, I’ll get round to buying some new ones soon. Its only work after all :)

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