I'll never forget the day
I went to school, and we had swimming first thing in the morning. This was in year 5 (aged 9).
I put my bather on under my uniform, so I was readily prepared. I'd done my bag the night before. I was well proud of myself.

In the lesson, I'd earned my silver swimming certificte and picked up the brick. The next week it was pyjamas, I couldn't WAIT!

Then the horrible thing happened. I went to get changed and realised.. I'D FORGOTTEN MY KNICKERS. This was the single most embarrassing thing ever, and I sobbed my heart out for the bus back to school. Girls were sympathetic, boys tried to look up my skirt. The school had to get my older brother to drive down to the school and give me a pair.

I'd never felt so dirty in my life, and now I'm really reluctant to go commando at ANY time, even choosing to wear knickers in bed.
( Methylene Blue - electrohead, Thu 5 Feb 2009, 1:14, 3 replies)

You'll be glad of that..
....when there's a fire. Especially if it's attended by lots of cute firemen. Or worse, if they are aforementioned boys from school days.
(Angie the Redneck Wonder, Thu 5 Feb 2009, 7:45, closed)

Ahem
This happened to a girl at our school. She was known as 'Nicholas' for a very long time.
(powervator and NONE SHALL PASS, Thu 5 Feb 2009, 9:57, closed)

This...
happened to me. Thankfully though, I kept my cool, had a long skirt on and told *nobody*.
The only people to this day who know are my parents. Oh and you guys, now.
Strangley, I hate going commando, it must be something to do with the trauma of school skirts and fresh air that close to your bits.
( VandenPlas can't think of anything clever - no change there!, Thu 5 Feb 2009, 11:58, closed)