....just don't, all right? Just - just don't.
I am suffering so you don't have to 
Firstly they seem to be woven from actual barbed wire. I swear they are cheese-grating the skin off my knees. I feel like that bonkers blonde monk in The Da Vinci Code. Hair shirt?! Fuck off mate!
Secondly they are the fucking loudest tights imaginable. I can't walk across the office floor because the sound of my thighs rubbing together is deafening. It sounds like a distant thunderstorm, with the wind soughing in the branches of mighty oaks etc. etc.. HUMILIATING.
And finally, I seem to be generating so much static electricity I am giving myself an electric shock every time I take a step. Lord knows what's going to happen if I have to touch someone else/a metal doorknob.