The famous Panty Incident

Yup.. .another one of those famous dating stories and yet another from those freakish 4 year dating period in the mid 2000's.

Jamie (again... name changed to protect the "not-so-innocent"). I used to like to call her the 4'11" Italian Fireball. Short, cute, fun, flirtatous and full of temper.

Jamie and I met online and went through a few years of strange on and off again bizarreness.

One Sunday, I was talking to her and said that I needed to get some laundry done very badly. Not having my own washer and dryer and I usually take my down for a few hours at local laundromat, Jamie says "just bring it over her. You can use my washer and dryer and we can hang out for the day". I decided to keep it simple and just bring my green garbage bag full of darks and worry about the rest later.

We had a great day and I put my stuff in the wash and completely forgot about it until I went to leave so I put it in the dryer and Julie agreed to bring it over the next day. Awesome.

The next day when I got home from work, Julie had already been to my house and dropped off the bag of dark laundry. I emptied the bag and started putting stuff away, but wow..... I had one extra piece of laundry come back.... a pair of black panties. I laughed out loud and smiled as I loved how Jamie could be so flirtatous and I loved that about her.

Off the phone I went with a big grin and called her up. Being sly and trying to be flirtatous back, we talked and I said that I thought it was very cute how she put her panties in there.

"Its not mine", she said. My jaw dropped and I went from warm, fuzzy and big smile to confused and shocked in a micro-second.

"Huh?", I said. "And... I want to know who's they are (getting angerier by the second and enjoying her little trap that she had sprung).

Wow... did that ever bring out the Italian fire in her. BOOM!!!! I got blasted clear across town as I tried to defend and figure out what had happened all at once. She was super pissed!!!!! and we didn't talk for months. Certainly not the first nor the last time we blasted at each other, wrote each other off only slowly start talking again month later.

I will never really know how that happened but I have a hunch... .a weak one, but its the only theory I ever came up with. I always used the same green garbage bags when I went to the laundromat. A couple times over years, I would gain one or two articles of clothing in those bags but usually I noticed it when I emptied them out right away versus them waiting for the next laundry load. Could I really have been that unlucky to have gained a pair of panties in the previous load? Well.. unlikely, but certainly possible.

I know for an absolute fact that they were not from some other "tryst" with some other girl as I really wasn't dating much those days. LOL.. honest!!!!!

Nothing like mixing a pair of unclaimed black panties with a 4'11" Italian Fireball. LOL.