Have you ever had a wardrobe malfunction? What happened?

Not exactly, but, well...

Back in the day, Mrs Didge and I were at Bondi Beach when an enormous wave picked us up and slammed us into the sand. Not just us, though, it knocked everybody down.

I got back to my feet, patted her on the bottom, and thought, "Sheesh! She's lost here bikini bottoms." I looked down and, sure enough, I had my hand on a very bare backside.

I looked up and saw that it was somebody else.

Fortunately she was old enough to laugh about it. If it'd been a kid she'd have cried rape and I'd have been in all sorts of trouble.

And what was Mrs Didge doing while all this was happening? She was standing behind me laughing. >:-)

I left the barn door open a few times in my life.

I used to be the head teller at a bank. I had a customer whisper to me. I had a dress with a slight slit in the back. Apparently the threading came loose above the slit. What was suppose to be maybe a 4 inch slit went up to the bottom of my bottom. (Thankfully I had a slip on.)  I wrapped a sweater around my waist and went home at lunch time to change.