The Never-Ending Ramblings...

A Hole Lot About Nothing

I have cramps. Bad cramps. Stop looking at me and stay the heck away from me cramps. I’m four days in…WTF? I’m not supposed to be having cramps now. It’s frustrating, annoying, and I can’t get past the unfairness of it. Midol isn’t working. How could this be happening?

With no relief in sight, I’ve lost my patience. So, dealing with normal everyday problems feels more difficult than usual.

Like this hole I just discovered in my shorts. How did it get there? I don’t remember ripping them. The last time I wore them, it wasn’t there. I love these shorts. My blue Nike shorts. I’ve played countless tennis matches in these shorts. And now there’s a hole. When I get home, I’ll have to throw them away. More unfairness.

I’m at work, so the very existence of the hole is embarrassing. (It’s on the outside left thigh, just above the normal slit of the shorts. It almost look like it’s supposed to be there but not quite.) It’s unnoticeable while I’m sitting. But walking,…different story. The senior men are here playing tennis. I wonder if they’ve noticed. Robin’s exposed left thigh. Somehow, I don’t think they’ll be complaining to management. Ya know?