Sew Embarrassed

So yesterday Stephen comes home early from work with a bandage around the top of his thigh (like the kind you would wear for a sprained ankle). I just stared at him for a moment confused and then asked what happened. He unraveled the bandage to reveal his ripped pants. He tore his pants a good 8 inches or so from the crotch down his thigh, AHAHAHA!! I just laughed at him; how in the world do you rip your pants at work?! Not only that but they were the pants that I disliked the most of his, but they were his favorite most comfortable pair.

It turns out that he was doing defensive training that day learning how to make arrests, how to take someone down, ground fighting, and various defensive moves if someone were to go for his gun or how to get out of a head lock, etc... So somehow he was trying to defend himself on the ground while someone was on top of him his pants ripped in front of everyone. He was only slightly embarrassed, but took it like a man and continued his training until he finished. This is the second garment he has ripped at work in the past two weeks. Last week he ripped his pocket a good inch on the outside of his suit when he was in court. He got it caught on the banister of the stairs as he was going into the courtroom, haha it's a good thing he knows how to use a needle and thread.