At a meeting a couple of weeks ago, I managed to rip my trousers in the crotch area. Luckily it happened at the end of the meeting and I had a long coat handy so I was able to run away without anyone noticing.

I put the trousers in the wash with the intention of sewing them back together once they were clean. I should have just thrown them out but my students days haven’t rubbed off yet

This morning, in a tired and grumpy state because I had to wake up at 6am, I pulled out the first pair of trousers from the pile of clean washing to wear.
It wasn’t till I got to work that I noticed the trousers I was wearing were the ‘hole in the crotch’ trousers. I dread to think about how many people saw my underwear on the train and tube this morning. A pin from the poppy I had on my suit came to the rescue and hid the rip while I was at work today but i still had to walk around with my legs crossed.