The Fool Who Ripped Her Pants

Yesterday at work, I was weighing rats when one of them started to jump out of my hand. Instinctively, I went into a squat as I tried to catch the rat and keep it from falling to the floor. Unfortunately when I did this, I heard a distinct ripping sound. Thankfully, it happened near the end of my workday, and the tear was along the back pocket of my jeans, so it wasn't terribly noticeable. However, the pair of jeans I was wearing were one of two pairs I have that actually fit me, so now I am down to one pair of jeans. :-(