THE UNDERWEAR DYNAMIC
by Matthew Sanborn Smith
Suddenly, at work, we all wore nothing but our underwear. And though it only lasted seconds, glances were cast. Glances were avoided. In a flurry of evaluation we judged each other on how we had lived our lives up to that point. We judged each other on this morning's decisions. We judged each other and ourselves on the circumstances into which we had inexorably knotted our lives. Jealousy, arousal, pity, disgust and utter humiliation; the company never ran the same way again.