One of the things about teaching is that it's a very active kind of a job. Active, in that you are up, doing your teaching thing, in front of various classes of students all day; writing on the whiteboard, handing out papers, going to individual desks to help students; not to mention walking down the hall and up the stairs, picking up binders and papers you may have dropped on the floor, opening the window, hanging up posters... you get my gist.
Imagine my horror now, when at the end of the day, I stop to use the washroom and realize I have a HUGE whole in the seat of my pants, along the seam. The stitching is pretty much gone. In the bum of my pants. And it was like that all day.
Sigh.
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