When Bill Clinton was in the White House a young woman asked him if he preferred boxers or briefs? I’m not sure how he answered but I’ll choose a comfortable pair of cotton briefs every time.
Briefs, if you don’t know have a slightly askew flap in front that opens from left to right. Yesterday, after showering, I put on a clean pair of briefs and went about my day. Several hours, and a big mug of coffee later, nature rang me up and suggested I make a very quick run to the bathroom. I stood over the commode, quickly unzipped my pant front, reached in to open the flap, and couldn’t find the damned opening. I’m digging all around, knowing I was about to wet myself, and finally figured out I had put my briefs on inside out and the flap was to the left rather than to the right.
I’ve probably never done this before and maybe I should be a little concerned that I could fail to notice something so simple. But, like so often I just wrote it off as yet another of those senior moments.
In fact, if you ever had a sense of humor and time hasn’t robbed you of it, these things can be entertaining and I’m kind of looking forward to the next one.