As if blogging my day-to-day maladjustedness isn’t enough (huh, my spellcheck is insisting that’s not a world, but spellcheck, I can assure you that I am living proof that it CERTAINLY IS), I really have to give a big ol’ shout-out to Off Our Chests for giving me the weekly opportunity to dredge up the many embarrassments from my past, as well.
Because, really, what’s the point of being a completely mortified dork time and time again unless you can share it with the whole Internet? Exactly!
So my offering today is all about how I once ended up unintentionally flashing my entire class. Because of course I did. Come on over and cringe with me, I don’t mind.
In case you don’t remember, when you were a little older than 7, you also went through a phase where you would wear boxer shorts outside your other clothes.
Now that should have been embarrassing.
I think your dad just trumped your guest post.
Wow, Mir. Sounds like you went from no underwear to wearing too many underwear. Was it that you were so worried that it’d happen again that you added the extra protective layer your dad mentioned? ;)
Your sheer awesomeness does my heart good ;)
In Mir’s defense, boxers worn as outer wear were once the height of teen fashion. I know. I wor them too. To my knowledge there are no photos to back this up. And I will continue to believe that no matter what photographic evidence I might be confronted with.