I had a pair old navy sweats which were so comfortable but so cheap in quality. They would shrink terribly after every wash/dry but they were for housework so I didn't care. Picked Dad up one day & decided to swing by A&W - he loved it and it was lunch hour!
So the drive thru is very busy and I parked and told Dad it would be quicker for me to run in. In my thread bare sweats which were well over my ankles and my runners with no socks "cause I'm just picking Dad up & going to our house." I smiled at group of high school girls and said hi. They stiffled a giggle and then it hit like a ton of bricks. Ahhhhhhhhhhh, I'm in those sweats, no soxs. Could I die right there please? Turned around to look at Dad- as if he could help- and he was laughing so hard!