Back in the day, I traveled a TON for business (three-to-four days/week, three weeks/month, 12 months/year). I should actually count the number of states my toes have touched.
Only a few places I visited were glamorous. Typically insurance company home offices are in armpit towns or cities (I hope never to return to the slaughterhouse smell of Sioux City , Iowa
My Mileage Plus account was burgeoning. Premier status had perks and first class to Hawaii
With territories on one coast or the other for years, I adored my time in the Midwest so I could drive. I loved a good long road trip. Alone.
So this one time, I had extended business in Detroit Motor City
Why not undo the button? Satisfied only an hour that, too, became binding. So down went the zipper and the rest of the drive to downtown Chicago was pure bliss; radio cranked while cruising down I-94W. Singing!
Being "my turn" for dinner, I stopped at Lincoln Park Market on the way home. Pulling into the crowded lot, the only spots available were along the sidewalk by the bus stop.
Grabbing my purse, I swung open the door stepping out of my Prelude.
Air!
I felt AIR!
It was an uneasy and unexpected sensation.
Skirt now around my ankles, I was standing by the bus stop in hose and heels.
Fully aware, I never turned around to view the crowd. Yanking up my skirt, I strode into the store as if it was a routine shopping excursion.
Inside, a woman brushed by saying. “Sorry. I saw that.”
Lesson: Make sure your clothes are fastened before exiting your car.
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33-333 words using the third definition of uneasy: 3: marked by lack of ease : awkward, embarrassed <gave an uneasy laugh>
