Ants in jeans
For one of my freshman biology classes we had to do field work that involved collecting samples out in nature. We took a bus to a wooded area where we were going to comb through the tall grass in a meadow to survey what insects were present. I knew there'd be some walking so I wore some black vans sneakers with my skinny jeans and a ** crop top.
On the walk out I felt my leg begin to burn and sting. Looking down I quickly realized I had stepped on a fire ant hill. I desperately shook my leg trying to dislodge the ants that covered me, but they were already crawling up the inside of my pants leg. Nothing short of taking my jeans completely off to shake them out was going to fix my situation. Of course, I had made enough of a commotion at this point that the whole class was fixated on my predicament.
My face reddening in humiliation I began to undo my jeans. Reluctantly, I peeled them down my legs, turning them inside out as I stepped out of them and was let standing in my top, a gray cotton thong covered in pink and purple hearts, and my white ankle socks in front of my whole class. Since I was wearing a crop top, everyone got a nice long look at my tiny ** as I shook my pants wildly, swatting away fire ants for what seemed like an eternity until they finally looked safe to put back on.
With the whole class staring I turned my jeans right side out and put them back on. Everyone slowly turned their attention back to the assignment, and I was forced to carry on working while trying to pretend that they hadn't all just seen me in my undies
It funny, but those fire ants are evil
Surely someone gave you a wedgie!
Um, that's a silly first world issue. Worry about nuclear war, climate change, uncontrolled immigration.