Early in the race I realized I forgot to pack a pair of men's briefs (underwear) for my next run. I told J, and we agreed we would stop by a department store to pick some up. So when I mentioned to our van (which includes 4 ladies and 1 other guy - J) that we needed to stop by Costco, of course there were inquiring minds about what I could possibly need. After some pestering, I just blurt out "OK, OK, OK! -- I"m going to buy underwear!" which of course is answered by a bunch of giggles. Brilliant as I am - I combat the giggles with: "OK, let's just say 'underwear' like a whole bunch of times so we can get it out of our system - underwear, underwear, underwear, underwear, underwear ...". Just to be smart I ask if anyone is coming with me. Fortunately nobody agrees to accompany me on my quest to buy underwear, but they do demand I take a photo of me buying it and then post it to Facebook.
AWKWARD!
Oh, and I never even used the package of underwear I bought.
DOUBLE AWKWARD!
No, there are no photos.
Apparently my view of things are somewhat skewed, so I'm interested in what the "other" side of the story is:)
This post is related to my Rangar post here.
Haha I love this story. Can't wait to hear the rest of it!
ReplyDeleteWhat happens in the van stays in the van. Ha, ha! I'm enjoying reading all the Ragnar posts a lot. Thanks for sharing.
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