Apparently I didn’t remember a minute detail when I dressed myself this morning.  It wasn’t until I was sitting at my desk when I noticed a pleasant breeze over my nether regions.  Looking down, I noticed I had an excellent view of my boxer briefs.  Now, if I wasn’t sitting at work, this would have been of little concern.  In fact, I may have done nothing to correct this problem, due to it’s uninhibited nature.  However, I wouldn’t be able to hide under my desk all day, so I knew I had to do something about it.  I a few minutes for a co-worker to arrive and told her that my pants today had a tear in a place that was “work inappropriate”.  After a solid laugh, I asked her to back me up while I went home.  Then I went to inform my boss of my “wardrobe malfunction”.  Apparently, he overheard my previous conversation, because he started laughing at me and said “get out of here”.  Needless to say, I promptly drove home for a change in attire.