My pants are stapled together. My pants are stapled together. The button—you know, the one at the top of the zipper—broke. The zipper stays up well without the button being buttoned, but it still felt like my pants were going to fall down. For the first time, I wished I wore a belt. That would hold my pants on. But no. So I crept around the mailroom, found a slightly-stronger-than-normal stapler, and stapled my pants together. It’s holding pretty well. I even walked to Barnes & Noble at lunch like this. Impressive, huh? Imagine what I could’ve done if I had duct tape.
Posted by Barb at September 17, 2002 02:41 PM | TrackBack