At least the new client wasn't in the grocery store. In front of the eggs and the yogurt.

Back in the pregnant days, shopping at the bookstore with Mom in tow, I was holding my eldest toddler whilst hugely ballooned. Suddenly my stretchy preggo pants took a roll and dropped to the floor. I stood clutching my daughter and agonizing how to get them up. "MOM!" I hissed. "Get my pants!"
"Give me the kid!" she hissed back. "Then you pull 'em up."
"No way." I replied. "Last time I bent over to pull up my pants is how I got in this mess!"

I have had the pleasure of dropping trou in public AND making my mom giggle until she nearly wet hers.

OH, girl! I am SO sorry! But, ya, atleast New Client wasn't there!!! Thanks again for the giggles!

I've been reading your blog for a while now... thanks for bringing a smile to my face with every new entry... :-)

I have to say I was SURE the new client was going to be in the store, so as others said, it could have been much MUCH worse!

Good luck with this important client, I am sure you will write about it later....

I was totally expecting the new client to be perusing the yogurt, and follow with something like, "So, do you do this for all your clients? Do I have to pay extra for the trou dropping?"

if where you live is anything like Los Angeles, nobody makes eye contact with anyone anyway, so nobody'd have noticed. Didn't need the blusher on the face after all, did you? After your buns were "au naturel", I'll bet your blush was pretty "naturel", too!

So tell us about the client? What's the gig?

so, is this your "regular" grocery store? will you go back? thanks for the laugh :)

I have found that during moments like that, the best thing to do is to turn around, and take a bow. Shows you have a sense of humor, and hides the red face!

On another note. I have been reading your blog for awhile now, but every time I write a comment, I forget to put my email address in, and it erases it all. So, I want to tell you how much I enjoy your blog, for one thing. Second...
In all seriousness, after reading your restaurant entries, YOU ARE MY GOD. I was a waitress for 4 years, and I would have paid lots of money, or other marketable items, to have had you attitude, sass, or simply a boss like you. I was an excellent waitress, but having to deal with some of the customers drove me nuts. It amazed me that they were able to function in this world. I won't go into details, you have seen it all, I'm sure, but I have had to deal with situations just like the ones you wrote about, and was unable to handle them with such panache, both because I am not that quick-thinking, and I probably would have been fired!

Anyway, I will be back often to read more!

I NEARLY did the same thing two weekends ago, shopping for Valentimes with my son.

But my hand stayed secure at my waist...which is why you've got a rockin' blog and I've gotta get some new sweat pants.

Congrats on the new gig!

You didn't have on the granny panties that should have been in the rag bag with the sweats did you?

Sounds like you handled it quite well. Don't look at them with the faintest hope that maybe, just maybe they weren't looking at you.

Thanks for the grins!!

You never fail to make me laugh after a hard day at the office. Thanks for being so humble and human. So,are the pants now in the rag bag?

At least I'm not the only one that gets smacked by karma for acting up on occasion.
Great story and writing, as usual.

hehe...reminds me of something that happened to my partner. He normally wears suspenders, because quite frankly, he has no ass. A belt doesn't do the trick for him either.
We had some friends over for his birthday a couple of months back and for some reason he failed to put his suspenders on.
We ordered some pizzas and after they were delivered, my partner walked into the living room with the pizzas in his hands, and his pants dropped right down to his feet.
There were a number of funny comments made at his expense...."birthday suit", "dinner AND a show", etc.
I think it taught him a lesson. Either wear your suspenders at all times, or always have one free hand.

I have a hard time getting rid of those comfy clothes too. I would probably just go about my day if that is to happen? But I would still be at that same store, there have been many a time I was there in my sweats an even pj's. Its all about comfort.

LOL!! Bet you were wearing a thong, weren't you?

LMAO, you are hilarious! And a good cook, I hear...thanks for making me laugh so many times!

Oh Lordy. Like many others, I just knew the new client was going to be standing behind you. God keeps us all humble by making us the butts of all his best practical jokes.