I’ve seen London …
And maybe someday I’ll see France.
But today I saw the Temp’s underpants!
As did the rest of the office.
I don’t know how it’s possible to wear your jeans a foot lower than your underwear and not realize that it’s all hanging out, but this girl walked around the office all day just like that. We pondered telling her, but why ruin all the fun?
Funny thing about Paris and underpants…
One night Scott and I were in Paris having a nice meal. I looked over and there was a woman, walking with her boyfriend, with huge, saggy boobs, no bra, bouncing every where, and incredibly tight, low cut jeans. As they past us, I nearly choked to death as I realized her pants were purposefully pulled 3-4″ down and her (incredibly tight) thong was there for everyone to see. Quite possibly one of the worse things I’ve ever seen. Especially since it was obviously done on purpose.