I was just about finished with my run on the treadmill this morning when my mind wandered to the contents of my gym bag. I had included:
1 skirt suit
2 pairs of pantyhose, just in case one ripped
bra
underwear
gym towel
every toiletry known to womankind, including 2 shampoos, 2 conditioners, 2 moisturizers, 2 hairbrushes, and a hair dryer
flip flops
US Weekly
an umbrella (just in case!)
my trial ad book (might be helpful!)
and then I realized that I had forgotten to pack... a SHIRT. Yes, that's right. I had to go a whole different form of commando. I put my jacket on over my bra. Everything looked fine until I moved, at which point there was a flash of some serious skin. I panicked. There are NO clothing stores nearby. I live really far away and can't go back home. What's a girl to do?
Luckily, our friendly neighborhood drug store carries undergarments. Victory! Now I'm wearing a men's white cotton tank top and it actually looks pretty cute. Score.
But let's be honest - this can't be the best way to start the week...
(and still no call or email from The Ouster)
4 comments:
I have also forgotten a bra before. Not being a member of the club, I wore the sweaty gym bra all day. It was gross. One day I forgot underwear. One day I forgot my towel... it's always something.
Would I be the anal retentive one if I suggested a little list for the gym bag?
Yes?
Oh, well that's probably why I never go to the gym. But I'm meaning to. Maybe I'll start by putting that on the list.
Mondays just suck. However, I almost always opt for the t-shirt under my suit. Much more comfortable.
When I worked in an office, I kept a complete set of spare clothes---shirt, pants, tie, underwear, shoes, belt---in my file cabinet for emergencies.
Spilled food at lunch? Had to change a flat tire? No problem.
If course, men's clothing requires a lot less coordination, so white shirt, dark blue pants, and black belt and shoes went with almost anything.
By the way, am I a perv for sometimes wishing you did photoblogging?
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