Levi’s produced jeans in a variety of colors and styles, and I must have owned them all – white, gray, black, pinstriped, stonewashed, and button-flied. I was one of the few guys daring enough to wear white jeans to junior high, but I thought I was the king of style with my white jeans, red Izod polo shirt, and multi-colored Air Jordan high tops.
As I sat in class one day, Mrs. Swatzbaugh was writing on the board, and I was doing my best to follow along. Somewhere along the way, though, I started to think about the pizza and chocolate cake I was going to have for lunch right after class. My pen stopped taking notes, and I used it to scratch an itch on my leg. It felt so good, I kept rubbing…
Five minutes later, I looked down and noticed that I had scribbled back and forth all over my white jeans. This is one of the few times that my jaw literally dropped. How the hell had that happened? I had to laugh out loud. Kevin sat to my left, and he asked me what was so funny. I showed him my leg, and he burst out in hysterics. He thought I’d done it on purpose as a gag, and soon the whole class was totally into looking at my artwork. Structured learning was over for the rest of the period.
The only thing funnier than this was what happened next. Mrs. Swatzbaugh made me go to the bathroom to take off my pants. I had told her that I was wearing shorts underneath, but what I hadn’t mentioned was that they were the shortest grey nylon running shorts you’ve ever seen. Nobody seemed to notice that, though. After all, it was the 80s.
When did you last zone out? How long were you gone, what did you do while you were there, and what snapped you back to reality?
"I was trying to daydream, but my mind kept wandering." - Steven Wright