April 29, 2003

I wet my pants.

Does anyone in downtown San Francisco either have a pair of pants I can borrow or a hair dryer? My legs are soaked and frozen.

I've been playing "chicken" with the weather for the last week or so on the motorcycle, and this a.m. I lost. I actually have a decent set of waterproof motorcycle clothes, but stupidly, I decided not to put them on and just carry 'em in my backpack. Which did me no good whatsoever when it began to POUR LIKE A MOTHERF***** as soon as I got on Interstate 80 this a.m. DOH. I endured it for about 1/2 mile, after which my brain kicked in and I took the next exit, sought shelter, and put on the damn clothes.

Once back on the highway, it had already stopped raining--of course. Just one of those freak 2-minute downpours. The rest of the ride across the Bay Bridge was sunny and cool and refreshing.

But the damage is done. I am freezing. My legs are soaked. I'm afraid to leave my office for fear of being laughed at.

Query for HR managers: If I close and lock my door, could I take off my pants at the office? Does that make for a hostile work environment?

Posted by jeff at April 29, 2003 10:50 AM
Comments

"I wet my pants.
I'm 41
I blame my cat."

zat some kinda moo shu, doo doo, haiku, bullspit?

That's right --
I said bullspit!
Well, izit?

Also: I saw Shaquille O'Neal the other day. He was driving back and forth over your motorcyle with a Segway(tm), eating a small turd.

Hey man, like, don't shoot the messenger.

Posted by: cecil at April 29, 2003 3:43 PM

i pooped my pants at school! i hid in the bathroom then called my mom and she picked me up.

Posted by: john at November 7, 2003 7:23 PM

one time early in the morning I was jogging and I suddenly had to pee. I thought if I just can make it to the public tiolets - but I couldn't and I wet my pants and ruind my thong I was so embarrised.

Posted by: sara at June 19, 2004 6:50 AM

one day on a servise bus around mid day where there were lots of people to see, I suddenly was absolutely bursting to go for a pee. There were no bus stops for about the next half hour so I had to cross my legs and hold it in. But I just couldn't hold in my pee any longer and I wet my self. I was so embaresed. I had sit in a wet seat and every body knew some how that I had wet my self.

Posted by: embarrist rachel at June 19, 2004 6:57 AM