True Story
The other day at work, I squatted down to get something from a cabinet, and...you guessed it...my pants seam ripped from half-way on my bum all the way down to you know where. This may come in handy on some occasions, but not on that day. Thankfully, I was alone in my office when this happened. I did close the door immediately, though.
First, I thought of cover-up: jacket, scarf, graduation gown, anything. But short of a 6' round table cloth there was nothing.
Next came the frantic search for safety pins (I found one - not near enough to mend the 12" gash), the search for my travel sewing kit, which I always keep in my purse (not that particular day it turns out), the awkward walk to my coworkers office (I sort of just tucked the seam back in there and walked carefully) to look for anything useful there (nothing) and then the awkward walk back to my office. Sigh.
Turns out my inner creativity saved the day - as did a loaded stapler. Once I was done, I had two overlapping stapled seams - nothing was going to rip this baby! Years of sewing pillow cases and curtains finally paid off :)
There's something to be said for not having to walk across campus to your car at the end of the day with your bum hanging out. Just saying.
First, I thought of cover-up: jacket, scarf, graduation gown, anything. But short of a 6' round table cloth there was nothing.
Next came the frantic search for safety pins (I found one - not near enough to mend the 12" gash), the search for my travel sewing kit, which I always keep in my purse (not that particular day it turns out), the awkward walk to my coworkers office (I sort of just tucked the seam back in there and walked carefully) to look for anything useful there (nothing) and then the awkward walk back to my office. Sigh.
Turns out my inner creativity saved the day - as did a loaded stapler. Once I was done, I had two overlapping stapled seams - nothing was going to rip this baby! Years of sewing pillow cases and curtains finally paid off :)
There's something to be said for not having to walk across campus to your car at the end of the day with your bum hanging out. Just saying.
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