Stephanie Plum Moment Not of My Making

I went to lunch with a work bud today. Just after the waitress delivered our food, he knocked his glass of soda over.

All over. Directly toward me.

I have to say it was an efficient soaking. Shirt, bra, pants, underwear and even one sock. I was completely drenched.

I told him, "Thanks for buying me lunch and driving me home to change."

We have a company-wide presentation today so there was no way I could hide out in soda soaked/stained clothes. I'm waiting to see if anyone notices that I came back with an entirely new outfit.

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