A Day in the Life of My Esoteric Pants
Breathe. Time to sit back and have a little fun after this past week’s intensity. I was thinking about the DockersTV Commercial Contest, which is all about a day in the life of your pants. And you know me (maybe you do), I love a good moment of creative competition. LOL. Exactly what is a day in the life of a hypnotist pant’s like
There are my trousers from yesterday, crumpled up upon the floor like a forgotten thought, kicked off quickly as I dove for the warm of my bed. Before that, though, they had moments of being sedentary and moments of pure activity.
They started the day out by being brought out of the darkness and security of the closet (yes, they came out of the closet). Then they lounged in the steam bath of the privy as I did a morning clean ritual. They relaxed and pent up wrinkles were released. As the soft fabric slid up, one leg at a time to reside on my body (I shall censure the rest of that line), my pants came to three dimensional life.
From there they relaxed with me over coffee, email, and blogging, rather wishing my hard wooden chair could indulge in the softness of a pillow. When they could stand sitting no longer, up they arose and headed out the door into the dullish sort of morning (it rained a little later). The coldness of my car seats were noted and we were off to the office.
Once we had arrived at our destination, we climbed the stairs to the office for several minutes of the getting-ready-for-clients ritual. They gracefully (I am allowed to be kind to myself) dodged the chairs in the waiting room while I put on water for tea. They waited patiently as scented candles were lit and enjoyed the moments of pure sound as the office soundtrack began.
Then they sat through a smoking cessation (wondering if they would ever get the residual smell of cigarette smoke out) and a harrowing regression. They pondered the plight of humanity. As a reward, they got to go for an afternoon stretch while listening to book six of Harry Potter on audio. This was a sign they would be in for an afternoon of marketing chores. Sigh.
They retraced the morning steps, car ride, and back to the house we went. My pants bustled about the kitchen, knocking into table legs as I prepared a seemingly complicated Shepherd’s Pie. After settling a bit and feeling a want for expansion, we sat down to enjoy Mesmer the movie (guess what is coming next Esoteric Saturday).
And we are back to where we started, pants crumpled and forgotten upon the floor. Hmmm. Actually, my poor trousers have a pretty mundane life. Oh, well. I suspect I will not make “The Hypnotist’s Pants” cinema featurette (but you never know) for the Dockers contest. But maybe your pants live a more spectacular day? If so, you should think about sharing a day in the life of your pants in video format. If I have inspired you to do so, you can enter at www.nbc.com/Dockers (also leave a link to it in this comment section, I’d love to see a day in the life of your pants).
