Writing it down because it actually happened

[all_who_i_am]

On my way to the restaurant, in the taxi, my pants got caught on some sharp edge and .... the seam got apart. From the waist till the middle of the hip.

I was very lucky to have a jacket with me so I could cover my side. I got out in the "middle" of my ride to Tel Aviv, so I could find a store and buy new pair of pants. I got out on a junction, on which I remembered that there was a mall. There was a mall. As in "used to be". But fortunately for me there is another mall just one bus stop away, so I was able to buy a very nice pair of black jeans, which even comes with a shiny belt.

Eventually I got to the restaurant and had a very nice evening. I had pizza with bacon and mushrooms. And the restaurant tean served us three free desserts as a compensation for forgetting about the main course of one of us.

In retrospect, I believe the incident with my pants was a direct result of my thinking, because I regretted wearing them after I left for restaurant. I kept thinking of why it was not the best choice of pants for this particular event ... and voila! I ended with a more suitable pair! :D