About 10 years ago I was the only woman working in our all-male IT support department. I had this horrible shift that started at 5:30am, and I am not a morning person, so I was always very groggy getting up and dressed for work. Also, I usually dressed in the dark so as to not disturb my then-boyfriend.

One morning, I put on a new pair of panties and then picked up yesterday's jeans off the floor and pulled them up. Went to work, didn't notice a thing. Sometime in the middle of the day, I looked under my desk and saw... yesterday's panties on the floor! WTF? How did those get there?

Apparently yesterday's panties, stuck into yesterday's jeans, had fallen out the bottom of my pants leg. More embarrassingly, they had actually dropped out somewhere in the hallway that passed in front of my desk. All of my coworkers had seen them. When I asked a male coworker the story finally came out that they had all happened across the errant panties while I was busy on the phone and after some covert panicked whispering they all decided that the best course of action would be to kick them under my desk.