My afternoon mishap... as told in comic form... enjoy!
I should have known that was a poor choice....
I really did say "What is on me!?" and a random old man entering the store really did laugh. As did the little security guard. He kept asking if I had a tag on my clothes. Of course I do... most clothes have tags. I have noticed the tag on the pants before-- when it starts to scratch at my leg-- but it never seems to happen at an appropriate time or place for me to remove it.
And be thankful I packed the #fancypants instead of wearing them to the airport!!
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