Assed out (Literally)

Morning. I am trying to get an early start on writing today because I feel (fingers crossed) that my trip to Long Island will be action packed. Yesterday, was my second day of work and Christmas in July might I add. I received everything under the sun. I got a computer (an ultra thin Dell), a blackberry, my uniform shirts, a Timbuk2 laptop bag, a disk drive ( for CDs), and a swag bag specifically for the place that I work. Besides being all excited about the gifts, my overall job training was awesome. At the end of the day, we had a scavenger hunt of the Anacostia neighborhood. We were given our clue sheets and we were off. We had to figure out 4 questions that had a deciphering code. Letters from the solved riddles went to numbers that would spell out a location. I drop off my belongs to start and sprint out of the door to find my partners. Because I know DC pretty well (riding the Metrobus and train), I was shotgun. I opened the door to the vehicle and tried to sit down fast. I heard the most horrid noise and had a breeze on my ass. In my surprised face, I grazed my hand across my behind and felt the split of my khaki Zara pants. I was mortified. My partners heard the whole thing. Over their giggles, I had to think of a plan of how I would complete the task at hand. I decided to continue to sit in the front of the car but just be personable to ask the people of Anacostia questions so we could find answers. Before I the task was over I did however become a backseat driver trying to decipher our task. When I figured it out, we raced to our destination thinking we were the first team but in actuality we were third. We won ice cream pops, work shorts, and an early dismissal. I had one of my co-workers drive me home. To cover up my embarrassment, she allowed me to use her old waitressing apron to cover my ass. I made jokes about taking orders and laughed at my mishap to prevent from crying. LOL