That thing where you put on a fresh pair of socks and one has a hole so you think well I went to all that trouble to pull it on, this will be your last day little buddy, I’ll just throw it away after I wear it today.
Last chance underwear happen now and again as well but I guess it depends on where the hole is.
There was a time in my life when all my socks had holes in them, because sock money didn’t come easy. Took a while after those days ended for me to realise I can buy socks that go all the way around my foot any time I want.
Yeah, because my wife and I are pieces of shit and put off laundry until I have no other option.
[alarms screaming, red lights pulsing all over the bridge]
“Thirty seconds to impact!”
“Captain, if we don’t begin laundry now we won’t have time to fold. We could lose the entire load”
“Acknowledged, Lieutenant Worf”
“Shall I order Engineering to begin loading the machines?”
“Twenty seconds to impact!”
“Negative. Data are you still hailing them?”
“No response, sir”
“Worf. Detergent”
“Yes, sir” [his hands fly across the controls] “Pod is loaded”
“Commence laundry on my mark”
“Ten seconds to impact!”
“Awaiting your order sir”
“Hold, Lieutenant”
“Sir …”
“…”
“Five seconds!”
“now”
Adjust the timescale to days or even weeks, and this isn’t too far off.
“Captain, I have no more shirts left in this basket of wrinkled laundry we did three weeks ago. I’m down to my last pair or underwear.”
“Alright. Let’s do one load, fold it, and never put it away in our drawers.”
I do. But then I forget about it when I take them off and the cycle continues.
I tear them to pieces. Not giving them a chance to trick me again.
Depends on whether the socks are paired up. If I grab a pair, I feel like I’m committed so this is their last chance (assuming I remember at the end of the day). If a sock was just thrown in the drawer and I still need to search for a pair, it goes immediately
