Recent posts have found me in a very troubled and worried state of mind. Today I want to talk about something different, just a brief story.
On my moving day, it was only toward the end of it that I realized that I had a rather large hole in the back of my shorts. Upon asking my wife and son how long it had been there, they replied with a smile, "Pretty much all day."
I usually don't go commando, but I had forsaken underwear that day. Everyone had seen my bare ass and no one had told me. The worst of it? My wife and I had been filling out paperwork with the very cute and very female apartment complex agent and at one point, I got up and walked away from her desk to get a Coke.
And you just know that she looked.