Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Work Gloves: My New Addiction


[nakalimutan ko may draft pala ako nito]


Some women buy shoes compulsively. I buy work gloves on a whim, and it's a recent realization.

I went back to Ace Hardware to get a 2 inch duplex strainer replacement for the kitchen sink, after having been there just the day before for a 4 1/2 inch sink basket that didn't quite fit - okay, there was a gross miscalculation on somebody's part.

After tucking the boxed basket under an arm, I realized I just didn't want to touch with my BARE hands the icky-sticky-gross old drain that I would need to replace. It had brown guck smeared all over the tail pipe, not to mention the little creepy crawlies that are probably hiding in between the folds of the plastic/water tape that Mom used to patch up the pipe. It's another entire ecosystem within the house, different from the fridge ecosystem and the one in the bathroom. Sorry, Mum.

So I went to the gloves section to get a rubber one.

Now I have:
in plain nice lime green
two of these plain heavy cottons, now more grey than white
and my very first one with one fingertip nibbled off by resident rodents