So it’s like that. Wednesday morning I woke up all ready to go to work. I was trying to decide what to wear. I normally wear long sleeve shirts with jeans and sneakers but that morning I felt like wearing a t-shirt. So I reached into my closet and picked up this Google t-shirt I bought from the Google HQ in Mountain View.
For some reason the t-shirt felt a little tight. But it couldn’t be! I just wore it last week and it felt perfectly fine. So I tweeted.
I was running through all the scenarios in my head. I considered everything. Maybe it shrunk in the washing machine, maybe I just didn’t remember that it fit like this or maybe… just maybe…. I had grown fat! ARGHH!!!
I brushed it off though and I went to work. Then when I reached work and opened my e-mails I noticed an e-mail from Facebook. It was telling me that someone had commented on my status update so I went to look at the comment.
My friend Jia Jer said “Maybe you wore the wrong shirt – your gfs shirt lol”.
I laughed at it for like 2 seconds, shrugged and went back to work. Just as I was looking at my other e-mails it dawned on me that what Jia Jer said could be true (even though he meant it as a joke). I could be wearing my girlfriend’s t-shirt because I bought two of these same unisex t-shirts. One of them S (for my gf) and one M for me. I could be wearing the S.
A quick check at the size and I realized that I was indeed wearing Shorty’s t-shirt. I don’t know what got into me but another stupid thing I did next was to say it out loud in my quiet office “OH SHIT.. I’M WEARING MY GF’S SHIRT”.
Everyone turned around and laughed. I went for lunch that day with some of the Nuffies and the girls kept looking at my t-shirt saying that they could see my nipples through it. Feeling violated, I covered my breasts with my hands… suddenly feeling like a girl being checked out by shameless men who kept staring.
I now know how it feels like when we guys stare at girls.