This is why I don't have nice things

So I finally found a pair of non-jean pants that I really like (finally meaning December, but you know what I mean). They fit well and make me look casual-professional. Sometime during the morning, though, I managed to tear a big hole in the butt without even realizing it. It looks like I snagged myself on something, and unfortunately the hole doesn't look like it can be repaired. On a positive note, I think I handled the whole students-telling-me-my-pants-were-ripped thing quite well. I only turned pink instead of beet red and I mostly felt frustrated instead of mortally embarrassed.