So I probably experienced one of the most embarrassing, mortifying and traumatic moments of my life yesterday. I still shudder just thinking about it!!
I finished work and collected Faye, had tea, did some work whilst Faye got ready for gym. All fine. Took her to gym and sorted out Billy going for a trial next week (bless him!). Decided not to bother going home so just say in the car, rang mum and dad and spoke to Billy. Still all good so far. Got out of the car to go a different fetch Faye, and my nightmare began.
It was still warm and I was happily walking past the cars to the gym when I lady following me down the hill called 'excuse me'. I turned and realised she was calling to me so stopped. Her next words sent a chill right through me.
'Sorry, but I thought I should tell you your dress is split all down the back.'
'Is it bad?`
`Well it's all the way down you the hem. You can see your pants and everything. I thought it was shorts to start with but then realised. I'm really sorry but if it says me I'd want someone to tell me...'
I was mortified!!! I had no coat. Nothing. And I just stood there like an idiot with no idea what to do!! Then there was the horror of wondering how long it had been split without me noticing? Surely someone at work would have said. Wouldn't they?? Or at school when I picked Faye up? And what about when I dropped Faye off at gym and spent a while at reception with kids and parents everywhere?? Had I been flashing my knickers to all and sundry?! They weren't even a decent pair!! The thought was paralysing!!
I held the back of my dress together the best I could, probably looking like I'd had an accident as I scuttled into the waiting room clutching my bum and clamped myself to the nearest wall! Faye was first out which, to start with I thought was good, as that meant I could get away quick. In reality I soon realised that just meant that everyone else was behind me......
'Faye walk behind me!'
'just do it?!'
I told her about my predicament and she promptly went into hysterics! Not that I could blame her, no doubt I'd have done the same. She did walk behind me though. Encouraging me as we went. Not.
'Mum you look weird, just let go of it'
'I can't. You can see my knickers'
'it'll be better than you look now'
'Thanks. But it really wouldn't. And stop laughing!'
'I can't, it's funny'
At this point I noticed a car with one of the dad's I know say in it. We always say hello, but on this occasion I thought it would be better to focus ahead and pretend I hadn't noticed him.
'It is NOT funny. At all'
I'm sure there was an amused look on 'dad's' face as I passed the car.....
'well you're going to have to let go of it in a minute to get in the car!'
'yes. Thank you. I'm well aware of that!'
Thankfully the car next to me dad empty so I was able to take refund between the two cars.
'let's have a look then'
I let go.
'[gasp] oh m that is really bad! I mean REALLY bad!!`
I have never been so pleased and relieved to get in my car!!
And I've never known 10 minutes to be do traumatic it felt like 10 hours!!!
At least Faye reassured me that my dress was fine when I dropped her off so that was at least some relief!
All I need to do now is find the receipt...... and a disguise to wear to all future trips to gym........... 😐