It was around August and I had just gotten a new job as a secretary, so I went to buy some proper clothes for the job. On my way to work, I realized I was almost out of gas, so I stopped at the local Shell station down the road from my house. Since this was Florida, the heat was quite bad during the summer months if you didn't have air conditioning. I pumped in $10.00 worth of gas, and went inside to pay. There was a bit of a line, so I waited. As I got closer to the counter, I could feel a breeze on my legs. When I finally got to the counter, I said, "Hi, how are you today?" The man behind the counter looked mortified, so I said, "are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." He replied, "I guess I have. You're doing a Marilyn Monroe." I turned around in circles trying to figure out what he was talking about, as he watched me make a futher ass of myself. Behind me was a man standing by a Pepsi fridge and a fan. It was then that I realized not only was my dress being blown up from behind, by the fan, but also that today I'd worn pantyhose without underpants underneith. The guy behind was signaling to the man at the counter about what he was seeing. How utterly embarassing. - Anonymous |