I bought a coat last night.
I didn’t need a coat like the one I bought.
But I accidentally tried it on.
I was really looking for jeans.
All my jeans break.
But I saw this coat and I tried it and stood there in the dressing room.
With the slightly disapproving light.
I look pretty classy and perhaps slightly northern Italian.
Who does not want to look classy and slightly northern Italian?
When I got home I took a walk in my new coat.
It was a slightly less warm than I anticipated.
Then I accidentally made a hole in one of the pockets.
The classiness immediately evaporated on the floor.
The day after, today, I went to work.
The coat is hanging in the coat room.
One pocket sadly butchered in the darkness.
I read this (http://xkcd.com/971/).
I smiled and wrote this post.