Cartoon | The Chair.
You all have one, I know you do.
Ours is "THE CHAIR"
Before your minds starting warping onto some twisted sexual innuendo - allow me to explain: "THE CHAIR" can be substituted for any object really. It could be the dining room table, it could be a beanbag in your room, it could be the sideboard, it could be the bathroom shelf, it could literally be the floor.
Let me elaborate. As pictured above, "THE CHAIR" begins like any other innocent chair. Just sitting in your room, being a chair. Chair is Chairing. Life is good.
DAY 1: IT BEGINS
In the beginning, nothing is out of the ordinary. You have to rush out to meet friends and you are late! You had picked up your jacket to take with you- but then at the last minute, you checked your handy weather app -and decided to leave it behind. You don't have enough time to hang it back up in an orderly fashion, so you just quickly fling it over the chair.
Thanks Chair.
DAY 2: "It's just for now"
You decide to do some laundry. (Well done you). Once you have wishy-washed all your dirty clothes from your night out last night and left them to dry, it's time to pack them away. However, there are THREE vigilante socks - who have decided to break free from society. You decide to hang them on the couch until their partners magically show up.
DAMN VIGILANTE SOCKS.
DAY 3: SNEAKY JEAN-PANTY.
You take out a pair of jeans from your cupboard and then realise that they are actually way dirtier than you remember them being when you first put them in there. (Who washes jeans every day anyway?) You obviously can't wear them now and you don't have time to be faffing about trying to get the soy sauce spot out the leg.
You really should put that jacket away.
DAY 4: MORE VIGILANTE.
Vigilante socks are still on own mission. You decide to do another load of washing in the hope of reuniting them with their girlfriends - which would certainly bring peace and order to the lands. After the new washing load, you suddenly have even more vigilante socks. Sock Town is indeed taking the law into it's own hands. *Do not show visible signs of panic.* You pick up your jeans and make a plan to soak them in a solution of spot-removing shizz. But then your show comes on.
Sorry jeans.
DAY 5: WELL... IT'S ALREADY OUT OF CONTROL.
At this point, you have another load of clean washing to deal with. It is going to take an awfully long time to fold up everything neatly and put it back into your cupboard like a good human. So.... you glance over at "THE CHAIR" and decide (rightly so) that.. it's already so out of control that a couple of extra clean T-shirts is really not going to make that much difference.
In fact, they may even help distract from the soy-sauce-jean-panty that you have not dealt with yet.
You really should put that jacket away.
DAY 7: LOW POINT.
Do nothing. Pretend Chair does not exist. You have now created a problem that is 27.5x more difficult to control that that one little jacket that started this whole shebang. WELL DONE SELF. *slow clap*
There is no turning back now.
DAY 10: TIPPING POINT
You have reached a point where the pivotal balance between "clothes in the cupboard" and "clothes on the chair" is nearing fractional tipping point. You actually have to look on the chair to find clean underwear.
DAY 11: THE SHIFT.
CONGRATULATIONS! You have successfully shifted your entire wardrobe from your cupboard and washing basket to "THE CHAIR" in your room. This is great. You decide to buy yourself a handy piece of timber and fashion a make-shift cupboard in front of the chair so that you can now begin the process in reverse.
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Personally, we are on DAY 14 at the moment.
You don't even wannna know.
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