I wrote a while ago how it's not easy being green, but today I got to be even greener.
Apparently there was a green marker (with no cap) laying on the table I was leaning on at work. Well one thing led to another and in a matter of a few short minutes my pants, underpants, and butt were covered with green spots. Of course nobody mentioned this to me, I discovered it when I got home from work.
Hopefully they'll wash off by the time I get to the resort this weekend. It's funny enough telling my clothing addicted friends how I hate to wear clothes and so I can only imagine how more so it will be when I have to explain to my unclothed friends as to why my butt has the Martian measels.
I guess things could have been worse... It could have been a brown marker.