Several years ago, Wayne and I attended our annual Co-op meeting with close to 500 members in attendance. They served a huge banquet meal to the members before the business meeting. The air conditioner was broken and the room was quite warm by that time. The speaker saw the situation as it was and told the men he thought it would be more comfortable if all of them would take off their jackets and loosen their ties for the rest of the evening. You could hear the sighs of relief from the men. I looked around as the men started shedding their jackets and noticed Marcine Diel, an older man, sitting at a table to my left with his trousers fly gaping open. I nudged Wayne and jokingly whispered to him that someone should tell him that the speaker meant to get comfortable by taking off their jacket, not by unzipping their fly. I assumed Wayne would just let him know about his problem discreetly.

Wayne turned around to see what I was talking about. He chuckled, and in an audible voice said, "Hey, Marcine, Lois says that the speaker didn't mean for you to unzip your pants to get comfortable. He just said to take off your jacket!” The man was such a jovial person and made no attempt to zip up quietly. He stood up, fumbled a bit with the zipper and ziiiiiiiiiiiippp, the gaping hole was closed. While everyone around us had a belly laugh, I sat red faced hoping the floor would open up and swallow me.
Every time I saw Marcine after this incident, he would come over to me, point to his fly and say "Hey Lois, Look, I am zipped up this time!" If he had an audience he was even happier. The joke was certainly on me. Oh, how I wished I had kept my observation to myself. I still shudder when I think about the incident. I needed to have kept my lips zipped too.