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Gravatar Ouch. You have my sympathy.


Gravatar Oh heck, not only have I done that, I left the hang tag on and didn't remove the tacking stitch that holds the kick pleat together on my new coat! Hello, Minnie Pearl???


Gravatar Oh sweetie, that is not the size tag that is the hot rating you are on a scale of 1-10 (I assume you are just above the she is a 10 scale). And really, next time try not to brag about your rating.


Gravatar I am ashamed to say yes I have.

Not only that but I did it in front of my newlywed husband who I was intent on hiding my size and weight from. As if he couldn't tell how big I was already. *rolling eyes in self-disgust*


Gravatar I would have noticed the tag on my pants when I did this, but it was on the ass. Running down the giant thigh. Yup, my size, plastered across my ass. Just for confirmation that indeed, it is a huge, huge butt. I didn't find it until I washed the damn pants. Then it left a trail of sticky stuff when I ripped it off.


Gravatar Oh, well, glad you DIDN'T wear that tag with the SIZE on it.

You DID wear SOMETHING, though ... right?

-G


Gravatar Nope, I missed that one but I have had a large black L on a clear circle centering itself right over my left boob. Does that count?


Gravatar Oh, I feel for you. And mine was on a shirt..guess you can see where that's going.


Gravatar He he.


Gravatar at least you wore pants. :P


Gravatar That is SO funny. The repitition is especially amusing.


Gravatar LOL, Chana


Gravatar haven't done the pants but there are other pieces of clothing with invisible stickers and I have worn those


Gravatar Ohhhhhhh no. So sorry for you.


Gravatar I haven't done the tag thing, but I have spent the entire day at work, gone home, and realised when getting changed the buttons in my shirt were all in the wrong buttonholes. Very lop sided looking.


Gravatar nope. but have overlooked an un-buttoned button, at a very strategic place )


Gravatar Thankfully I've had relatives see it before I've done it myself... *blush* But the day after Christmas, I saw a whole family with the size stickers still on at a breakfast place. I had to assume it was a local fad at that point!


Gravatar I am ROFL!! Because, honey, I can relate. Don't know if I've actually done the SIZE tag thing, but I have done just about everything else.


Gravatar Sometimes hat long invisible tag with the SIZE on it from my shirts (which I usually buy in large), and dilberatly (sp) place it on the front of my pants, just next to to zipper. It makes for good times.


Gravatar I've enjoyed your blog... thanks!


Gravatar Huh...I was always told that size doesn't matter.

Tomorrow, go to the store...grap the transparent tag from a smaller pair of pants. You know what to do from there...


Gravatar Uhm...hmm, tags that you can only see the number? I bet I need new glasses and I'd also bet I've done this because I haven't a clue which tags this could be. Darn.


Gravatar Yep. That is SUCH an ouch. And when you're teaching, you're so "on stage". I remember this teacher I had who wore exactly the same shirt to our class. Was it his Tuesday shirt? Did he not have any others? Why did he torment us with it's loud tropical print every week? Students can't help but notice, but they do stupid things too (like not know how to pass a simple quiz) that are much a bigger deal than even a XXXL tag on the butt.

The most embarrasing(?) teaching/clothes moment I have is that I had been losing some weight and had a pair of jeans that I apparently kept pulling up; they needed a belt. One of the cute, very flirty young men who I would so have dug when I was his age offered to give me his belt. I told him "keep your pants on" and moved back to the lecture. But that was both embarassing and funny and felt kind of good. (Am I a bad teacher for admitting that?)


Gravatar I barely remember being old enought to fit into Levi's 501 jeans and the big thing was to have the label show so everyone could see how "small" your waist was...those days are gone...and I am glad...


Gravatar I have.


Gravatar I wore a sock in my shirt all day once. Only noticed it that night when I got home and took my shirt off and a sock that had clung to it out of the dryer and on to the hanger and which followed me all day inside my shirt, finally fell out. I don't know if the sock had an identity crisis or if it was just adventurous, either way I imagine it had some great stories to tell the other socks.


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