Phillip and I were on the verge of being late to work one morning last week so I dropped myself off at the front of our building so I could run in while he parked (I drive us to work and Phillip drives us home). I quickly exited the car and headed for the sidewalk. As I was running, the button on my pants popped off (with force) and landed in the middle of the street. I looked back, saw the button and yelled out "my button!", but I was in such a hurry that I kept going, leaving Phillip standing in the road looking at me like I was crazy. Later we
briefly discussed the incident by text:
Me: Don't tell your friends the button on my pants popped off like in the Subway commercials
Phillip: But not for the same reasons.
Yours popped off because you were running to work.
Me: Equally as sad
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In conclusion...
- I was not late for work
- Phillip did not find my button (I think he was confused)
- I could have been in that Subway commercial, no special effects required
- I could be rolling in the dough because of my rolls
1 comment:
You crack me up. And from the pics I've seen, I'd love to be able to wear your pant size!
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