Hero Pants

I'm so glad I do stupid things. It makes my life that much more interesting.

I went on an adventure to buy my paramedic uniform for my practicum. So I go into the special store they have full of... paramedic-type things, and this guy was nicely helping me find sizes. So he grabs me a shirt, and says: "Here, try this one." So me, completely oblivious to the fact that there is a changeroom (it looked an awful lot like a storage closet in my defense), I take off my sweater planning to just put it on over top of my shirt. And the sales guy gives me this wierd look and points to the door saying: "Um, the changeroom is over there."

I went to the changeroom. I was just slightly redder than when I first entered the store. But the adventure wasn't over yet! I tried on some paramedic pants (we've dubbed them hero pants), and discovered that you definitely do not go into this line of work to look good. Sure firefighters get to look good, and police officers get sweet uniforms, but paramedics? Heck no. These pants have a waist line that sits somewhere above my belly button. When I bend over I can't breathe, and my feet start to go numb. They then flare out at the hips, and taper off at the ankles. So if you're shaped like an inverted cone, they MIGHT be form fitting. I don't know, you'd have to check on that one.