THE PAIR OF UNDERWEAR THAT TAUGHT ME A LESSON
“Life is like underwear, change is good.”
-Unknown
Ahhh, underwear, a clothing article that stays in a guy’s dresser wayyyyy past its funeral. I’ll be honest, and this isn’t going to help out my Tinder profile; I still have my Hanes underwear that I wore in high school. I graduated high school in 2010. I’ll let you do the math because there is only so much embarrassment one can endure in a book.
The underwear had holes and rips where the release of odor-filled vapors occurred. The cloth around the waistband is withered away, leaving only the sad look of elastic. But dammit, were they comfortable! It was time for some replacements. I went to Marshalls and bought a pack of Penguin brand underwear. Boxer briefs, of course. I’m not a serial killer.
I had heard of the Penguin brand before, and since they didn’t carry Hanes, I was left with no choice unless I wanted to slip back into those 10+ years of odor vaporized underwear. I was in a self-growth stage of life, and it seemed like buying new underwear was what I needed. It turns out that by buying new underwear, I learned a valuable life lesson.
I decided to give the high school undies a farewell tour and embark on the new journey the next day.
Morning came, and I got dressed for work and slipped on the Penguins. They seemed comfortable at first, a little tight, but keeping all necessary parts in place. As I continued throughout the day, the discomfort started to grow as the underwear continuously rode up. Every ten to fifteen minutes, I would have to readjust. I guess they were named Penguin for a reason because while wearing them, I would tend to start walking like a penguin when the underwear started its journey north.
Some difficult choices were in my future. I either continue walking like a penguin, return to the holey Hanes, or buy some new underwear. I was too lazy to go shopping again, so I endured the discomfort and continued life as a penguin.
This is where the life lesson comes into play.
As the new underwear continued to get their reps in, they became more and more comfortable with each penguin strut. When I slide open the underwear drawer, they are the first pair of underwear I choose.
The moral of the story? If you can continue with the discomfort of something, eventually, that discomfort becomes comfortable.
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