This morning i wore my favorite friday jeans to work. unfortunately i forgot it got torn in the middle last friday as i was climbing up the stairs at home in a rush (i shelved mending coz i was feeling lazy).
I walked thru town to the office (totally unware that my pants were torn) I only realised when i sat down and i was changing into office shoes when i saw a hole. As fate would have it, i decided to just mend it since i was alone in the office at the time (around 6.30) so i just dropped my pants half way and with needle and thread at hand, i began to sew. stupid me should have locked the door!!!!
Anyway, my male colleague (a senior jamaa) walked in 8 or so minutes into the mending (guys start streaming in at 7 so i knew i was safe)and as he was coming to say hello....there i was

Needless to say, i am now on my desk, i cannot work, no tea for me (we have a central place for tea and if i delay itaisha) sijui ameambia nani

(we only share main door but we have separate rooms so hatuonani)
i have peeped on his side and he seems busy at work, am hoping he ignored it in his mind but am so embarrased