The other day I was at work and I was enrolling a young guy into our personnel security system.  This task requires me to stand in close proximity to the person I’m servicing.  That day, I wore a blue ruffled, knee-length, tube dress with a pink, quarter-length sleeve cardigan.  The sweater was fastened 2 buttons from the top.

After about 10 minutes, I finish with the guy and take my seat.  I see my co-worker giving me a ghastly expression.  ”What’s wrong?” I ask.  She rapidly points to my chest and what do I see?  My dress has slid all the way down fully exposing my fly, pink bra.  I was mortified! I’d never even noticed. Didn’t feel a draft, either.  Nothing.

I look over to the guy I was helping and ask, “Did you see this?!” And he goes, “Yeah.”  And I’m like, “Well, why didn’t you tell me??”  Then he replies, “It was eye-candy.”  What a jerk.

True story.

-Candace T.