i’m mad at the hangers
March 12, 2009
I try not to use wire hangers, because I’ve heard they’re bad, and also I’m a little afraid of them. So little by little, as we roast marshmallows and need marshmallow sticks, I’m losing the wire hangers.
But what’s up with these hangers?
Sure, they’re plastic hangers, which I like. But can you see my problem? Can you see why I want to break them in half?
Happens EVERY time. Sure, I could use both hands, I could gently reach up, slip the collar over the useless hook in the hanger, or even remove the hanger from the bar and then remove the shirt from the hanger.
But I’m a MAN damnit. I grab and yank. It’s what we do.
So this morning, I just left it there.
And I grabbed a shirt from the stack instead of off a hanger. Sure, it’s a bit wrinkled, sure, I’m a lazy man, but I’ve got my principles.
Next time I’ll sacrifice the shirt, and just yank on it until the hanger breaks. Don’t think I won’t.