During dinner with friends this weekend...I looked down about halfway through the meal & saw that for the entire time I'd been sitting there...jibber jabbering away...my middle had been exposed due to a missed button. All you could see was pink skin peeking through.

When I when to discreetly fix the situation, I found out that the button had deserted me & The Grand Canyon of opened shirt was not fixable.

I spent the rest of the meal in that pose they arrange corpses in when they are all creepily laid out for viewing at a wake...you know...hands over the abdomen in a completely unnatural way that's supposed to represent peace...or something.

Got any silly, insipid embarrassing moments to share about your weekend with me?