For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been startled to find my zipper is down at work. I’ll notice it 30 minutes after a visit to the restroom and wonder if anybody else noticed it.
This morning after arriving to work, I went to the cafeteria to get a quick breakfast. After finishing, I stood up… and noticed my zipper was down. I must have come into work that way.
I haven’t had this zipper problem before; 20+ years of working and nobody has ever had to point at my fly or say “XYZ” (examine your zipper). This just started two weeks ago.
I need something to blame it on; probably Alex going to college, I think. I have to write a more serious story now and bury this zipper post and hope nobody notices.
My zipper is up now, by the way. I’m obsessively checking now.

I ain’t sayin a word.
At least my lips are zipped………..
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If I could wear sweatpants to work, I wouldn’t have that problem.
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