Awkward Situations Part III

One night, I was flossing in front of the mirror that is right by my bedroom door. The door was open. Lavoisier walked by, facing the other direction. I looked over at her. Guess what.

She was not wearing underwear.

Would you like to know how I know? Because she wasn't wearing any pants.

She was just walking around with a shirt on and NOTHING else!

When she came back down the hall, she stopped by my room to talk to me for a sec while I flossed.

That's right. I had a full on conversation with a bottomless woman. And trust me, I didn't forget it the entire time.

Sorry, Lavoisier. That may be normal in Europe, but here in the US, or at least in Utah, we wear clothes. It's just polite, you know?

This leads me to believe that I would faint if I ever travelled internationally because of all the new visual experiences I would be having.

Maybe I should reconsider any big travel plans for the future, and stick to the clothed?

Mm, nah.