who’s with me?

I’m pretty sure I just went through an entire job interview with the fly of my pants open. Fortunately, no one noticed but me, which gave the interview that extra tension.

Now, WHO WANTS BEER?

4 Responses to “who’s with me?”


  1. You having beer in Lawrence?

    I have a mildly horrific true story from my teen-aged years involving my unzipped fly, an attempted suicide (not mine) and an unfortunate remark that brought those two elements colliding together.

    Painful moment, that.


  2. As it happens, I was in Lawrence, but I met my family at Papa Keno’s instead of beer.


  3. Are you sure no one notices? Maybe they noticed and just didn’t tell you. Then they could laugh at you behind your back after the interview. I did that to someone we interviewed at a former place of work once. Good times.


  4. I dunno, man. I got the job. So, either way.

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