Things I Didn't Know Until I Was Living On My Own (Part I)

Thursday, January 28, 2010
8:03 PM  Well, this is embarrassing...

Now, to preface, I'm not what you'd call a pantyhose-wearing kinda gal.  I find them itchy and uncomfortable and up until now, there hasn't really been much reason to wear them.  But now my work uniform requires it, so I went to the drug store, bought a few pair, sucked it up and suited up.  Well, I tried to anyway.

...Did you know they come in different sizes? 

I mean, they stretch... shouldn't this be a "one size fits all" kind of scenario?

I do realize that I probably should have realized there were different sizes when I was picking them out, but I was so confused as to whether I should be purchasing the Nude Regular Panty with the Sheer Toe or the Suntan Control Top Panty with the Reinforced Toe (I got both), that I didn't realize I had to pick a size too.  I didn't realize it, that is, until I was standing practically naked in my bedroom before work one morning, silently struggling to break free from the giant pair of pantyhose that came up to my armpits.  It took several scary minutes for me to find my way out of the layers of nylon.  When I had, I grabbed the box to find a hosiery size guide on the side.

How convenient.

Apparently, you just find your height and your weight on this nice little grid and VOILA! You have your pantyhose size.  Finding that I was a size "A," I flipped the box over to find what size I had actually purchased.

Q.

I looked at the other box.  Also Q (of course). 

Sigh.

I was already running late for work, so I crawled back into my spandex straitjacket and set off into the day.  And no one was the wiser.

Except me.

And now, all of you.

Love,
Tara

P.S. I won't go into details, but going to the bathroom was quite a challenge.