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!)
I have SO wanted to do this at times, especially if it’s a tag sticking up out of a shirt. haha!
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Definitely, a tag is the worst! 🙂
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And all this time I thought I was the only one keeping the world squared away, one thread at a time. LOL
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HaHa! Well, SOMEBODY’s got to do it, right? Thanks for helping!
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Well done. I know the urge!
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Thanks, Sandy! You too, huh?
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Yes!
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What a fun poem, Linda! I know the feeling all too well, too! On many occasions, I was eager to pull a tread even knowing that the entire seam will come undone!
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Thanks, it was meant to be fun! And yes, must be careful what threads we pull!
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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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She’s lucky to have you to “tidy” her up! 🙂
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