Yes, I am a creature of habit. Most of us are. It's in the human nature. We like familiar things--even the most adventurous among us. We still long for home and hearth, and all things comfortable.
Imagine my distress this afternoon when one of my old comforts was forcibly ripped from my side.
Yes, I'm talking about my tool bag. It's the same tool bag I've been carrying for nigh on seven, maybe eight years now.
I liked that tool bag.
Oh, I knew it was beginning to wear out, but I couldn't give it up just yet. I really, liked it. It had lots of pockets and zippers, and hidden compartments.
It only had one shoulder strap, which is ok, because I only slung it over one shoulder anyway. I really, really liked that tool bag.
Today, as I was leaving work, I slung my old, familiar tool bag over my shoulder, as I did every day. I reached around, and put my hand underneath it to hitch it up a bit. To my horror, I found this.
A hole big enough for me to lose my tools. And with that, I knew it was time to bid my old friend farewell.
So, off to the store I went. Being that school just got out, I knew there wouldn't be any school-type backpacks, but I checked the school supplies aisle anyway. No dice. I checked the tool department. No dice there either.
I ended up finding this one in the sporting goods department. It is made just for women.
It has pockets. It has zippers. It has secret compartments.
It has two shoulder straps. But that's OK. I'll probably only use one anyway.
2 comments:
Okay, I have to ask. What, other than the fact that it's somewhat pastel, do they say makes this bag "just for women"? I thought it might be strap placement, but in the photo the straps look like they curve in *just* where they would completely smush the girls.
According to the tag, it's smaller to fit a woman's frame, and the waist strap is supposed to be designed for a woman's body. Frankly, I just bought it because it was the cheapest one they had.
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