The Dreaded "Fly Down"

Because I workout a lot, I always try to stay hydrated & thanks to drinking a million oz of water a day...I spend a lot of time running back and forth to the restroom. I'm pretty sure my co-workers think I have some kinda problem. 

Today, on my regular hourly restroom visit...I rush down the hall, jog into the bathroom & do my business. I browse my phone for a few min & get in some good old social media & web surfing time. 

Then I wash up & exit per usual. I head back to my office to pick up my now empty water bottle & teacup to make my rounds & refill. 

I wonder out into the hangar to get ice, stopping by the front desk & line service area on the way. I then wonder over to the water fountain & fill up as I gaze headlong into the distance watching customers & on my way back to my office I get more tea. Ppl stop by my office & joke...but it's not until 40 min later (right b4 my next urgent bathroom break) that I realize!!! 

Damn!!! My bloody FLY IS DOWN!!! I was just walking around, flashing everyone my cheetah underwear!!! NOOOO, not my 80s animal kinky sexy underwear!

My fellow co-workers did not need to know that I'm all porn star under this business attire!

The business world & midnight stripper worlds collide. 

*Bad, you dirty dirty girl!!!*