I had an Anthology rehearsal this afternoon, during which I attached a binder clip to the bottom of my trouser leg (probably because we were talking about something and I was fiddling.) I just discovered that it was still there. Which means that it was also there during the entire more-than-an-hour audition I had down in Rhode Island for an early music choir.
I feel like every time I have made an effort, and am feeling that I am looking really sharp, I suddenly look down and discover something like this. Oh, well. The audition went really well anyway.