The Gardens - In the Beginning

Thursday, July 7, 2011

...next please.


Rushing into the local post office, just barely missing the locking of the customer wait forever section doors, the ones that bar those who can only do things a minute too late; I fidget with my too long of a strap purse, pass my car keys from thumb to thumb, wince too many times at the pain my arm is experiencing from a clumsily held package, try not to drop the five copy customs slip, how would I ever pick it up off the floor, eye the post it note reminder precariously dangling from my purse top of the money order I'm to purchase for husband, and balance on my package three stamped letters to mail that I haven't mailed yet, because I'm one of those who can only do things almost a minute too late when it has anything to do with the postal service.  Whew...I think that is the longest sentence I have ever written in this lifetime!

I finally have just one person ahead of me, and I'm beginning to look around at my surroundings, AND THERE IT IS.  This individual ahead of me, so engrossed on her cell phone, is wearing white knit shorts on a body that is not light colored, and a three inch section of the back seam is gaping wide open announcing to all that she is either wearing a thong or no panties at all.  I think it is about three inches...I don't stare at it too long, because I'm seeing a part of her body that I don't care to see outside of the beach and maybe not even then; and for what seems like an eternity, but was probably only five seconds, I contemplate how I am going to tactfully approach the subject with her.

Right in the middle of my contemplation a voice calls out from the beyond..."next please" and my problem's solved, although I think hers was only beginning.  I cannot quite bring myself to look at her again as she approaches the counter, and I missed looking at the strangers behind me in line to see if anyone else caught the view.  I feel a little bad for about 30 seconds...until I hear a voice call from the beyond..."next please", and vow never ever to go pantyless in public in this lifetime. 

11 comments:

  1. Sounds like a vow most of us should take!!!! LOL!

    Hope you've recovered!

    Hugs, Sandra

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  2. Oh no! Now you'll have even more reason to avoid the post office after this traumatic event.

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  3. No ,,, Never Ever go pantiless !!
    That was TMI for you.... I'm sure ... lol !

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  4. Maybe she gave somebody a thrill.

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  5. Don't you just love other people... clueless while engrossed in a conversation in public.

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  6. wow, i wish that had been my day at the post office! i love when stuff like that happens around me & i don't even bother to not try to stare as long as they aren't aware of my eyes. makes me ever alert for my own wardrobe malfunctions.

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  7. Sometimes I see things while waiting in lines that I don't want to see...ugh! Your post made me laugh.

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  8. Hi....this story reminded me of visiting with an old neighbor of my parents a few years ago while I was back in our home town....Phylis was a lovely flamboyant women who loved to do the "hustle" back in the day..I thought I would drop by and say hi not even realizing that even though I knew her my entire life that in her 80's she would not recognize me....She answered the door in her adorable lace trimmed 1950's Half apron....like all good hostess' wore back then....Greeted me and invited me inside....As she turned to walk away all she had on was that fancy little apron....I thought I would die....especially after noticing that she had some workman at the house.....She did know who I was and called me "Sudie" just like she did when I was a child....I stayed awhile...gave her a hug goodbye and hoped the workmen didn't need to come inside the house to use the bathroom....
    Thanks for stopping by.....I have so very much missed blogging and I'm glad I am back...I have missed you all!! Sue.

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  9. Haha, I feel embarrassed when I see someone like that. I'M too embarrassed to look around to see if anyone else saw what I saw. The whole thing is just...embarrassing.

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  10. Ha ha ... you makka me laugh out loud.
    "...next please." LOL!

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