Each year, our floor has a Christmas luncheon. Everyone either makes something or gives money for the extras like soda, condiments, etc.
Since I live close, I made lasagna. I put it in my oven before I went to work on timed bake and came home to get it when it was ready.
When I was transferring it to the chafing dish, I got some sauce on my sweater. Yes, I'm a clutz.
When we all sat down to eat, I dribbled food down my chest. I evidently have a hole in my chin. One of the auditors got me her tide pen and I cleaned up.
Then, as I was sipping my soda next to the Facilities Manager, I saw that his tie was going to go into his dish, I reached to help him get it out of the way and dumped my soda down my sweater.
Basically, I was the hit of the party. That was the point at which I went home and changed my shirt. My coworkers have pictures of my stained sweater and everyone teased me the rest of the day... "didn't I see you in a white sweater this morning," etc.
At least I was able to keep my green sweater clean.
Since I live close, I made lasagna. I put it in my oven before I went to work on timed bake and came home to get it when it was ready.
When I was transferring it to the chafing dish, I got some sauce on my sweater. Yes, I'm a clutz.
When we all sat down to eat, I dribbled food down my chest. I evidently have a hole in my chin. One of the auditors got me her tide pen and I cleaned up.
Then, as I was sipping my soda next to the Facilities Manager, I saw that his tie was going to go into his dish, I reached to help him get it out of the way and dumped my soda down my sweater.
Basically, I was the hit of the party. That was the point at which I went home and changed my shirt. My coworkers have pictures of my stained sweater and everyone teased me the rest of the day... "didn't I see you in a white sweater this morning," etc.
At least I was able to keep my green sweater clean.
I think you should post one of those sweater-stained pictures.
