Foolish move of the day, part 1.
I have a pair of sneakers that slip on. No laces. Extremely comfortable and save a moment in the morning. Just like these only not open at the heel.


Now, I'm not a morning person AT ALL. I think it's from working years of 3-11 and 11-7 shift rotation. I am getting ready for work, white blouse, black slacks, black socks and slip-on black loafers ... can ya see where this is going? I get to work, half an hour's drive from home, and for some inexplicable reason glance down at my feet. Guess what I'm wearing? Two different shoes! GAAAAK! What am I supposed to do now? Believe it or not, no one noticed at work until lunch!

Foolish move of the day, part 2.
Spring '97. My friend Trish and I are at Disney World, dressed up and eating at a nice restaurant at the Disney Village Marketplace. I'm wearing a top and a broomstick skirt. We receive the check and present a credit card. As we are waiting for the waiter to return with the sales slip for Trish to sign, I decide to use the ladies' room before the bus trip back to the hotel. To make a very long story short I come back with an odd breeze hitting the back of my legs! I'd accidentally caught the hem of my broomstick skirt in the waistband of my slip after using the ladies' room - everyone in that nice restaurant got a glimpse of my bum! (or at least my lingerie) GAAAAK! Get me out of here P.D.Q.!