I’m afraid of my closet. More specifically the hangers in my closet.
Some people fear The Boogie Man, some Chucky. Me, I fear apparel-organizing tools.
Why is it that I can’t take anything from my closet without getting all caught up in at at least five different hangers? What ought to take a mere second ends up taking about 3 minutes, and a good deal of inappropriate language.
I’m serious! For me, something as simple as taking out a pair of jeans turns into a WWWrestling match. And something like a three-piece suit that is on one of those multi-leveled hangers….Ugh! Forget it! I’m like some kind of hanger-wrangler. I should put on a pair of leather chaps, pointed snake-skin boots, and carry a lasso whenever I go in to grapple with the clothes in there .
Anyone else out there got this problem? (Crickets chirping. I get that a lot.)
So here’s one for ya: While composing this post, I thought I was using the word ‘hanger’ to much. So I went to an online thesaurus to find other words for my nemesis. And check it out, there wasn’t one…and then I found that the true definition of the word ‘hanger’ is actually:
sword<img src=”http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/g/d/speaker.gif” border=”0″ alt=” pronunciation” /> [sawrd, sohrd] Show IPA/sɔrd, soʊrd/ Show Spelled
|Part of Speech:||noun|
|Synonyms:||backsword, bilbo, blade, brand, broadsword, claymore, creese, curtana, cutlas, cutlass, dagger, damascus blade, dirk, epee, estoc, falchion, foil, glaive, hanger , kris, rapier, saber, sabre, scimitar, scimiter, smallsword, spadroon, toledo|
Coincidence? I think not.
I feel so vindicated.
But that doesn’t help me with my current battles with the closet. Is there some kind of support group I can go to for this? A 12-step program or something where I can say, “Hi, I’m Pam, and I’m “hanger-challenged.”” Maybe I could even get some kind of minority status.