Skip to main content

What is That Sound?

I can't remember where I saw it, but there was a funny graph about the relative importance of socks and sweatpants in 2020. It looked sort of like this:

With credit to https://accidentalfire.com/2020/04/03/relative-importance-2020/

The general gist of the graph is that as people have quarantined, the need for comfortable, "at home" clothing has gone up, and other things have become less important. I definitely chuckled when I saw this.

In that vein, I recently got myself a new pair of shorts. Much like the sweatpants line in the graph above, my desire for comfortable clothing during the summer heat has gone up quite a bit. I actually don't own tons of pairs of shorts for everyday wear, so it was nice to pick up a new pair.

Now, we ordered the shorts online, much like every other purchase we've made in recent times. That meant that I didn't get a chance to try them on first, or to see how they fit. I wasn't particularly worried about this because men's clothing doesn't tend to have too many moving parts to it, but I still had it in the back of my mind that I should make sure they fit okay when I received them.

So, when they arrived, I made sure to try them on. I was relieved that they fit fine. I even took a walk around the house to make sure that there wasn't any weirdness with the shorts in motion. When the shorts passed that hurdle as well, I knew I was going to keep them. I threw them in the wash, and promptly forgot about any fit or clothing issues.

A week later or so, it was fairly hot, so I decided to break out my new shorts. I forget what I was doing, but I definitely appreciated being able to walk around the house in comfort.

A short while later, I thought I heard a clinking sound coming from the kitchen. That's not a sound that I'm used to hearing in the house, so I went to investigate. Most of our appliances are in the kitchen, but I didn't see anything that was on or hear any movement from any of the appliances. Oddly enough, the sound was intermittent, so that made even less sense to me. I checked the other appliances in the house, but I couldn't pinpoint the source of the sound. I'm not going to lie, a small part of my brain started worrying that there might be bugs or some sort of living organism that was generating that sound. 

Still, I couldn't pinpoint the sound, so I sort of left it alone. I figured I'd sort of listen for it again, and if I heard it, I'd rush to the source as quickly as I could.

A little while after that, I happened to need to use the restroom, so I took care of my business. However, it was during that process that I had to tie the drawstrings together for my shorts, and I realized that the tips of the drawstrings were not made of the usual plastic material. No, these were a little sturdier. Specifically, they were made of metal.

The realization dawned on me, and I laughed at myself. All this time I had been worried about something going wrong with our kitchen appliances, but the source of the sound had been the metal tips on the end of my shorts' drawstrings clinking against each other. That's also why the sound had been intermittent, because the drawstrings hadn't been clinking against each other every single time I took a step. My shorts only made that sound when things happened to align just right. I also hadn't thought to check my person for that sound, so my brain immediately ruled out the one true source of the metallic clinks.

After I finished laughing at myself, I resolved to remember that these shorts had a built-in warning system. Otherwise, I'd end up troubleshooting a dryer or something the next time I wore them.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Nicknames Again

In a post from a while back , I mentioned that people around me end up with nicknames fairly frequently. It's not always my doing, but I am more than happy to play along. Of course, the best part isn't the actual nickname, it's always the back story that leads to the nickname. And since it's been a while since that previous post, I've picked up a few more stories about nicknames that are worth a chuckle. So, without further ado, I present to you: "ADT" You know how people pay for security systems for their houses? One of the most well-known companies is called ADT . My brother likes to say that he has no need for said security systems because one of his neighbors is constantly on the lookout for what's going on in the neighborhood. She's like a one-person neighborhood watch, complete with a side of the neighborhood gossip. He has actually come home and had her tell him about the comings and goings of his wife. My brother's smart aleck str...

Combinations

Unfortunately, this pandemic seems to be drawing out even farther. I'd started to think that we might be getting over the hump, but the number of cases keep rising and there are new variants that seem to be causing concern all over again. I'm not predicting doom and gloom, but let's just say that I'm not surprised that some counties are starting to issue lockdown and mask rules again. Ultimately, that means that the Mild Wife and I have to ensure our mask game is on point again. We still have a few from the initial bout of sewing  but it's sure looking like we're going to need masks in the near future. Given that, I figured I might as well start making a few more. Of course, I've got a few more reps under my belt now, so I can start to think more about how we want the finished product to look rather than the mechanics of whether or not I threaded the machine properly. The latest sewing blog post happened to be about masks, and it was from a few weeks ago, s...

Ceviche Fest

Let me start this post by saying that ceviche happens to be my favorite food. If you've never had it, it's delicious. There are a bunch of different ways to make it, but the Peruvian version that I grew up with always hits a nostalgic spot in my heart. Keep that little nugget in mind, because it will make the rest of this post just a little more entertaining. That said, a while back, I was joking around with some of my family. I don't quite remember how it started, but someone said something along the lines of, "I wish I had more time to do X." I responded with a smart aleck, "I wish I had ceviche." Well, my brother and sister happened to be part of that conversation, and they also concurred that ceviche would be pretty awesome. We did grow up together, after all. After that, though, a magical thing happened: my brother suggested we make this happen. Do you have certain traditions that you always did with your parents? It doesn't really matter...