Klutzy Days Part II

Remember when I exposed my backside to the world?  Well, my exhibitionist days are not over, apparently. 

This weekend, my piano students had a recital in a lovely recital hall, playing on a grand piano worth $150,000.  It was beautiful.  The students played almost flawlessly, they had impressive sounding pieces and the recital lasted less than an hour.  A success, I would say.

I, of course, stood on the stage to welcome everyone in the beginning, sat at the piano to play a song at the end, and then stood again to thank them all for coming.

Before the recital started, I was as nervous as a 16 year old boy asking a girl out on a date.  My palms were sweaty, I was shaking, and I really had to go to the bathroom.  But I didn’t.  Maybe if I had, I would have noticed something a little bit vital.

My fly was down.

For the whole recital.

I realized this when I got home, no longer nervous, and calmly allowed myself to use the restroom.

The only comfort I can take is that my shirt was a little on the longer side.  Hopefully, hopefully, hopefully, it was long enough.

I told you I’m a klutz.  But 2 exposing moments in 2 weeks is a little much, even for me.