TIFU by flashing an entire restaraunt

So this was about a month ago, but I am still mortified. I am a trans woman and have been publicly out for about a year now. A few months ago I started experimenting with more feminine clothing and fell in love with flowy skirts, dresses, etc. I’m sure some can see where this is going…

I was sitting on the curb after work waiting for an Uber. Now, I’ve been wearing skirts and such for a while at this point, and it’s not like I don’t know the obvious “don’t spread your legs” etiquette, but admittedly at times I forget things like this. After such a long day my mind was completely elsewhere, and all I could think about was how badly my feet hurt in the new boots I just bought. I dressed up extra fancy that day because a friend was having a get together later that night. I was a Barista at the time and after a full shift of standing in heels all I wanted was to sit and relax.

So I’m sitting on this curb with my knees to my chest, just scrolling Instagram when I finally look up and.. my heart drops. Across the street, I’m faced with my reflection in the window of a busy restaurant. After a few cars pass I can get a closer look, and that’s when it hits me. I’ve been flashing every poor soul that’s passed me by my bright pink underwear. Immediately I crossed my legs and assume at that point that I was red as a tomato.

I looked closer to see if anyone would’ve realistically been able to see anything, and all I can do is assume the window seaters were too caught up in their own convos too look outside… But the psychic damage had already been done. I hung my head in embarrassment and dipped tf outta there as SOON as that Uber arrived 😭

tldr: I sat on the curb in a short skirt and forgot how skirts work, effectively flashing an entire restaraunt