Forgetfulness

Jamie decided to jog to the park then around the half-mile jogging track that circled the park. She put her earbuds in, turned the music on, and jogged away. Jamie jogged on. The music blared into ears, and she enjoyed the warm weather and thought about how the sun would help her tan.

As Jamie approached the park, she thought she heard a few cars honking at her, but she saw nothing unusual. She entered the park and started jogging along the path. The park was full, there were mothers with their young children at the playground, some boys playing basketball on the basketball court. A couple flying a kite, some women sunbathing, and other using the jogging track. Jamie noticed everyone was staring at her. Some were in shock, but some were laughing, and some were even filming her. "What the hell?" she thought as she jogged. She kept going down the track until a woman walked over from the playground and stood directly in front of her. The woman held up a hand like a police officer halting traffic.

Jamie stopped and took her earbuds out, reached up to her phone strapped to her arm, and turned off the music. "Yeah, what?"

"What do you mean by this display?" the woman asked.

"What are you talking about?" asked an annoyed Jamie.

"What, you think it's perfectly acceptable to jog around in public naked below the waist?"

Jamie looked down and screamed. She somehow had forgot to put on shorts or panties and was only wearing short t-shirt, a sports bra, socks, and her running shoes. She clamped her hands over her crotch and crouched low. "How the fuck did I forget to put on my shorts?!" she screamed at herself inside her head.