Why I like to admit this stuff on line for the world to see if they choose, I do not know, but here is another one of the things that I did in my 20’s that makes me wonder how I made it to where I am today.
I worked as a teller at a bank right out of high school and the group of people that I worked with was constantly playing tricks on one another. One of the guys in our group was deathly afraid of spiders, so being the good friend that I was, I decided to put a fake spider in his money order from the vault. The result was him screaming like a little girl and money being thrown every where.
We were all rolling around on the ground in hysterics and tears were running from our eyes. I however, took it to a whole different level and pee’d my pants. Right there in front of everyone. So what is a girl to do when she is at work and isn’t planning on needing a change of underwear? I went to the restroom, took my panties off, wrapped them in a paper towel and placed them in my purse.
3 days later, I am at lunch with one of my girlfriends from work and I reach in my purse to get my wallet and, you guessed it, pulled out my panties. Holly crap! I forgot about my pee’d on panties that were in my purse for 3 whole days!
So, in the long run, I guess the joke was on me.
Maybe my "situation" explains my childish addiction to “Jersey Shore”