The Curse Of Unfortunate Undergarments
i usually have my underwear, t-shirt and socks already layed out so when i get up at 4:30 on Monday's, i don't have to think. OK, so i must have packed the set that i had pulled out. The pair i put on this morning are the most uncomfortable that i own, i think. They're "trunks" and they ride way low on my big flat (if fat) ass. They sit below where the waist of my slacks ride and so they constantly feel like my pants are falling down (which they tend to do anyway). my rucksack doesn't help much either. *ugh*
Damn, Monday's are long...
On top of that, i had a window seat on the puddle jumper which meant that i was going to have to curl up the side of the plane. So i asked if i could get an aisle seat. And the gate agent got me one...next to the other big guy on the plane!!! That bitch. Fortunately, the back row was open, so the flight attendant let me move. Otherwise, that was gonna be a LONG hour-15. *ugh* indeed...