The Thread

It was just a small thread

clinging to the back of his jacket.

Otherwise, he was well-groomed

and smartly dressed.

But, oh that thread!

I tried to ignore it

glancing every which direction

except the back of his jacket.

My eyes kept returning

to the aberrant distraction

until I could take it no more.

“Oh, excuse me,” I said

as I bumped into him

(by accident, of course)

and quickly picked off the offending thread.

“No worries,” he said, oblivious to the fact

 I had just done him a tremendous favor.

But I didn’t do it for him…

I did it for all the other

perfectionists out there

who wanted to do the same thing!

He got off the train at the next stop.

I never even saw his face!


For Ragtag Daily Prompt – Thread

(By the way, this is total fiction, although I admit wanting to do it a time or two!)


  1. When my wife is out at the barn with her horses, she invariably comes back to the house with a piece of straw or two attached to her jacket or leggings. She’s no stranger to me so I’m happy to clean things up 🙂

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