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Here is one story retold, albeit with a pithier ending:
Wrap Twice, Walk Once
What happened: I'm a college student in a dorm room so the bathroom and showers are right down the hall. After taking my morning shower around 4 AM, I didn't think anyone would be around at the time so I hastily put on some boxers and wrapped my towel around as I gathered my clothes and things under one arm. On my walk back, my towel began unwinding from the horrible wrapping job I had done. The towel fell just as a few girls were walking by. Needless to say, there expected shocked faces thought they were about to glimpse at something more than my blue boxers.
What I said: With a laugh, I said, "Sorry, it happens."
What I SHOULD have said: With a laugh, say, "Well, now that you've seen me, wanna come into my room?"
The French call it l'esprit d'escalier, "the wit of the staircase," those biting ripostes that are thought of just seconds too late, on the way out of the room-or even, to tell the truth, days later. It's happened to you: you've suddenly thought of just what would put your foe in his or her place, but past the time when the arrow could sting its victim. You've stewed in your own juice ever since, and the chance for singeing repartee is gone forever.
Or is it?
Dorothy Parker or Oscar Wilde may have had the rapier wit to tweak their tormentors on the spot, but for the rest of us, we offer the Internet's only L'esprit d'escalier web site!