I abandoned my pants. Am I being unreasonable??

[BeanCalledPickle]

So I'm in the gym. I'm on the treadmill. And I'm ten weeks pregnant. Because of this I am wearing jogging bottoms instead of my usual Lycra as excessive eating in the last ten weeks has meant the acquisition of excessive lard. I'm running along. I feel something dislodge. This isn't good. It works it's way down my leg. And flies out at speed! Clearly the last time I pulled these off I did so with pants and chucked it all in the wash. I have evidently not retrieved pants from leg prior to gym session.

AND NOW THEY ARE LYING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GYM FLOOR.

I should add that I have on other pants, just for the avoidance of doubt.

So, what would you have done? By the time I had stopped the treadmill two people were kind of looking. I was trying not to attract further attention to myself. A small group are now laughing. I'm trying to ignore. BUT MY PANTS WERE LYING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FLOOR.

Was it unreasonable to abandon my pants???

I'm not sure what the etiquette on this is. Can't stop laughing though.
You could pretend to be doing your good deed for the day and pick them up, just with your fingertips...since the pants are not yours ... and proclaim that you will bin them, or something like that. Suspicion averted, hopefully.

myfriendflickadee that's just throwing good pants after bad

Lol, at college I was going to the gym and changed bras in an abandoned classroom. I accidentally left original bra there. It caused much merriment the next day.

I feel bad about this now but I whispered 'do you know I think the bra belongs to Katie (shy girl) as she looks embarrassed when we laugh about it.'

Years later people sometimes refer to 'do you remember that girl Katie, who left her bra in the classroom?' I should prob confess.

I was walking along the street once and felt knickers work their way out the leg of my jeans...I just left them there, kept walking, and did not look back

My mum did this on holiday. We were walking into a posh restaurant when she just suddenly stopped and started whispering that we needed to go. We kept asking why and everyone started looking at us so we turned around to leave. My mum was sort of dragging her leg and walking weirdly. Then she randomly grabbed something off the floor and ran. Turns out she had felt yesterday's thong falling Down her trouser leg and she had been trying to keep it in.

I have just remembered that in June, I went to a wedding, and I was wearing Bandalettes to stop my thighs rubbing raw together as recommended in a thread on MN.

At one point, I popped out to the loo, and as I walked along the corridor (past all the catering staff), I felt an ominous rolling sensation. And then there was a little puddle of black lace by my foot. I sort of kicked it up with my foot, barely breaking my stride, and caught it in my hand, and then sorted it out when I was in the loos. It stayed in place for the rest of the evening, including some mildly drunken dancing which involved kicking my legs about.

I like to think I carried it off with panache, but I suspect there are catering staff who are still laughing about that wedding guest whose knickers fell to the floor.

Nothing to add just ha ha ha ha.

I once had the "pants stuck down the trouser leg incident", but realised and quietly slipped them into my jacket pocket...

Several weeks later, I was out with my friend, her boss, and his BIG boss (chief CEO person). In a hotel bar. Thought I was going to sneeze, reach into my jacket pocket...

The shame

She still works for them 18 years layer, I still cringe when I think about it.

OP, step over them, with a snooty look, and leave them on the floor.

Thank you for this op. you have made the start of a long night of having to feed my baby ever two hours start with a good giggle and a mortifying memory of when this sort of thing happened to me on a school activities week when I was 14. After showering and changing I dropped my bra on the way back the tent only to have the fit male teacher on the trip find it and hold it up in front of the whole group asking whose it was! Even worse he left it hanging on a bush for the owner to come and collect it. Needless to say it stayed hanging on that bush.

I must have read your op too quickly as I thought you had pooped yourself on the treadmill, it shot out of your trouser leg and you'd abandoned your pants in the gym.
Glad it was only a pair of clean knickers!!

These stories are hilarious. When I was 10 my father worked in a factory on the 5am shift, he used to roll out of bed and pull on his trousers in a sleepy haze. Anyway on his morning break someone asked him what he had stuck to his leg, he looked down to find his yesterday pair of very worn, very unattractive purple y-fronts protruding from his ankle, the canteen was in hysterics! For his 40th surprise birthday party all the guests brought a pair of purple pants and paraded around in them, he will never live it down.

Brilliant!
We need more abandoned pants stories on mumsnet these days.
Sorry I can't commiserate, I'm too busy laughing

I once (many moons ago in my 'girl racer' days) had the joy of a full police search of my car on the main road up to the uni campus- now at the time my car was my wardrobe (between uni, work and some strange relationships I kept oodles of clothes in my car) I had the indignity of the local traffic cop who hated me for having a fully legal car (he tried almost on a nightly basis to nail something on me after he crashed into the back of me when I performed an emergency stop... He was faaaar to close as proven!) who went through my boot with a biro picking up various items of underwear and holding them up at arms length to inspect incase I had managed to hide some drugs in my double d's... I can laugh about it now but one day I will get my revenge on PC Wd

Any idea what happened to them after?

I am now sat in front of strictly having consumed approximately three times the calories burnt in the gym. The gym shut at seven and I was in the changing room listening to girls say how mortified they would be but how they just couldn't understand how pants could fall off and how maybe I'd only put them on one leg. WHO THE HELL DOES THAT?!

Anyway, clearly I won't be going back for a while! I'll have no time as I will be busy undertaking a full pant inventory, to work out what I have abandoned!

When you said something dislodged my mind went elsewhere...I'm glad its just pants. Of course you just brazen it out, surely that's what we would all do?

Not the worst thing that could have come flying out I guess! These sorts of things never happen to me obviously ( yes, I'm lying through my fairy tale teeth!) but I think a lofty refusal to acknowledge the pants is best. My husband does the lofty refusal bit really well- can almost make you disbelieve the evidence of your own eyes! Almost.

you see, if only you had pulled your socks up over the bottom of your trousers, this would not have happened...

Brilliant thread. For future pants incidents - very obviously notice the pants, then look around and say "oh dear. Can we all just check we still have our knickers on?" And make sure everyone sees your waistband. They'll never suspect it was you.

Unlike my pants incident where it was very clear it was me. sleeping over at boyfriend's house. He lived with his parents ( we were young). We decided to head out for food so i grabbed my keys from my bag and we left. It was only as i went to put my keys in the car door that boyfriend said "why is your thong attached to your keys?" Just before he got a text from his mum saying "tell dia her pants are hanging off her keys" He found it terribly amusing. I did not. We took our time having dinner that evening.

You did the right thing.

And dreams about Luke the personal trainer are totes normal and you don't have to be pregnant

When I was a goth teen I used to wear fishnets but could only get stockings and suspenders.
Going out for the night I found had left my suspender belt at college (in my locker, long story) Apparently women used to hold their stockings up by twisting old pennies in the tops - so I did the same with 2ps. It didn't work very well...as I found out as I walked down the stairs and off a crowded bus with one flapping around my ankle...
But sadly that wasn't my most embarrassing experience ...There was a boy I really fancied. I met him on the way to a club and so we were walking along, chatting together. I was in heaven then I felt my suspender belt ping open...carried on walking along....trying to discreetly hold onto it through my clothes whilst making fascinating conversation.
As my stockings and belt were coming down they were pulling my pants down too ...I could feel the whole lot slipping down .... when they got to just past mid thigh the whole lot went. I stumbled over them, stopped and bent down and stepped out of my pants, undid the 4 clasps, tucked the stockings in my boots and put the belt and my pants in my pocket...we were both laughing etc...it would have made a great story at our wedding...except I was sooooo embarrassed I couldn't speak to him every again and used to actively avoid him...
Not so embarrassing but still cringe - I used to be a chef - in charge of a restaurant kitchen. Really hot and sweaty, bras used to chaff. I used to sometimes discreetly take them off under my jacket (pull it down your sleeves) and put it in my pocket. One day I was giving a (smart arsed) waiter a bollocking ...I had tucked a cloth into the top of my pocket, pulled it out to hand him a hot plate and he started smirking and I gave him the 'glad you find it so fucking funny' etc
When he left I turned back to the kitchen and someone discreetly nodded down - yep my bra was hanging out my pocket

I once left my pants on the bed and put on my thong thing for a super slinky skirt. Evening went v well and lovely bf came back with me. He spotted giant beige pants on the bed and said " fucking hell are these yours?"

I snatched them off him and said " God no, how could you think that? It's a comedy tea towel!"

Ooo...this has brought back memories I thought I'd suppressed. Sat having lunch with a friend in a cafe. A bloke comes up to me to tell me I'd dropped something. I looked down, to find a PURPLE THONG on the floor. The utter shame. Worst thing was that I'd worn the same jeans the day before. It was a USED PURPLE THONG!! Memory was subsequently suppressed for a long time until becoming unsuppressed whilsr reading this thread. I'm going to book therapy in the morning.

OMG I am so glad I read this. This happened to me too, and the shame still makes me feel hot - until now, now I'm one of the MN accidental-pants-loss clique.

I was at Uni, with two friends who had fancied each other for ages and were finally about to get it on, thanks to some nifty match making on my part. I stood up to leave them to it and unexpected (clean) pants slid out of my trouser leg. I immediately stood on them to hide them, and so was stuck unable to move. I tried to spin out the conversation for a bit, then she started looking and he was looking . In the end I panicked and shouted "Oh, LOOK!" and pointed at the wall behind them, then as they both turned to see what it was, grabbed my pants and raced out of the room. I never explained myself.

Well, in a gym, lots of people are getting changed and showered - they probably dropped out of someone's bag... RIGHT!?

Anyone remember the West Wing where this happened to Donna? IIRC the senator she was talking to at the time sent her pants back in the internal mail....