So today I’m sitting in the little hole-in-the-wall Korean place near my office, waiting for my chicken teriyaki, and my cell phone rings. It’s Chris and Felix, and they put me on speakerphone. Chris says Felix is worried about something. “Tell Mama what you’re worried about.”

Felix says, “I’m worried your pants are falling down.”

“What?!?” I ask?

“I’m worried your pants are falling down.” he repeats, and Chris confirms. Turns out that Felix had come across my belt, which I didn’t wear today, and was worried that without it, my pants were going to fall down. Specifically, he was worried that my pants were going to fall down in the middle of the street, since I rode my bike to work today. (What’s really funny is that this is from the guy who loves to run around with no pants on!)

I reassured him that my pants were, in fact, still on, and fell on the floor laughing.