Pop! I need Help...

I truly, badly need to go on a diet!

Not the diet that aims for... anorexic-driven, kebaya-fitting, low slung jeans, Britney's tanktop, Posh Beckham look-a-like sort of diet. Noooo....those are truly wishful thinking!

Today is a revelation.

This morning, after pratically ransacking the closet, I found an old pair of navy blue pants - size XL. Hey..maybe I can fit into this..so I tried and managed to squeeze my life in it. Not bad!

So throughout the morning, I held my breath and sucked in my tummy. Maintain. Maintain. Maintain.....

I dared not even drink my usual nescafe tarik. Need to save the look for lunch. You see, some of the ladies are treating me lunch at Tupai Tupai. Since I've never been there, so its pretty exciting to me. Heard its a nice bungalow near Istana Negara/back of DBP.

Went there. Nice place. So-so food and slightly dry ikan bakar (Bellamy's better..anytime). The drinks could be better. Average price. Hot (Zinc roof). The only highlight was the fresh tempoyak. And the plus point has got to be the ample parking space..the compound is huge.

So we sat there, ate the food, ordered some pengat pisang and chatted away.

All the sudden...POP! The hooks to my pants just burst and KRAK! goes the zip as well. Shit! I was sitting there..holding on to my shirt, in my attempt to hold the pants up. The other ladies continued chatting. Ok..so they didn't realise.

Then, from the table behind me..

"Apa ni?" Said a lady while poking into her pucuk paku.

Her male companion peered over and started poking at it as well.

"Eh...ini hook baju ni! Panggil waiter tu sat...Eh! Hello..Boy.." He called the waiter and started a tirade of complaints on hygiene and food and everthing else.

And I sat there...quietly...still pressing my shirt to my pants..

When time to go back, I pratically held my handbag so close to my stomach, praying for dear life that my pants will not fall down.

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I'm still sitting quietly at my cubicle. Now how am I going back with laptop on one shoulder, handbag on the other and an almost slipping pants in-between?