I knew I shouldn’t have worn those threadbare yoga pants to work.
They split right in the middle of a meeting.
Luckily I was on Zoom.
No one noticed.
After the meeting, I took the Walk of Shame across the house.
I changed into yet another threadbare pair of yoga pants.
I might as well wreck them all during the quarantine.
I’ll save the good yoga pants for the post-quarantine Zoom meetings.