I have a wall hanger in the laundry room where the empty clothes hangers go when the garment that were hung on them go in the laundry hamper. When the clothes are done drying, the hangers go on top of the clothes dryer, right to hand as I pull items out of the dryer and hang them up. (The laundry room is one of those odd areas of my universe where my OCD spectrum disorders and autism spectrum disorders intersect and create this weird sort of plaid effect. . . .)
The load I did tonight was a mixed bag: Tops and slacks, with a couple singlets and a small herd of unmentionables and socks. (Anything that doesn’t get hung up goes in the laundry basket to be folded when I get a roundtoit.) There were about 15 hangers that got piled on top of the dryer tonight, and I swear to you, each time I pulled out a pair of slacks, the next hanger on the pile was a pants hanger — every dang time! Freaked me out.
2 thoughts on “Spooky. . .”
As Hamlet mentioned to Horatio, there are more things in heaven and earth…. The coincidences in life (or whatever they are) certainly can be interesting.
If you think of the hangers being digits and collectively making up a number like that on a lottery ticket. then you can also think of the garments as digits which are generated by the lottery machine to make the winning number. You won the lottery, is all.
In a real lottery, each digit has 10 possible values, 0 to 9, making a huge range of numbers. In your ‘garment lottery’, the digits are only binary: pants or not-pants. That means that there is a much smaller range of ‘laundry numbers’ and a much higher chance of ‘winning’.
It’s really not so mysterious.