I just went to the restroom and discovered my pants -my favorite pair of work pants- have a hole worn on the inside of my thigh. Not in the seam. No, not near the seam. That would be an easy sew job. No, my thighs that are roughly the circumference of a 2-year-old’s head, have rubbed a hole in my pants. And I bought them 5 years ago so they’re no longer available. I know because I’ve already tried finding another pair before this happened.The only silver lining I can see is it’s getting warmer out, so I’ll be moving on to capris and summer other pants soon. But, fuck all, I really love this pants.














