May 26th 2018

Today I ironed a hole in my golf trousers, because I am a sad excuse for an adult human male. Naturally, I started ironing the trousers all of fifteen minutes before I had to leave for golf and, naturally, I put the iron on too hot and burned a hole right through them.

I am not very domesticated.

They were the only clean pair of golf trousers I had available, so I had no choice but to wear them to the golf course with a gaping hole just below my knee.


It wasn’t one of my proudest moments. And now I’m down one pair of golf trousers, and pretty annoyed.

I just didn’t think to check how hot the iron was. It’s just an iron. I forgot it’s not one heat fits all.

Until tomorrow, it was just a very me thing to do.


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