Brotherhood of the Disappearing Pants

Michele and Mel have put up a new Ketchup With Us (#10) prompt which requires that we tell you, in 57 words or less, who or what we go head to head with every day. 

As I real estate development lawyer, I go head to head with government staff people who, basically, would rather that my clients’ shopping center or apartment complex not be built (hey, you’ve got to shop and live somewhere, right?).  This would be the obvious choice for my response, but, no, this would be tedious and boring. So, instead, I decided to write about an every day, mundane, but extremely frustrating, challenge.

But, before I unveil this little piece of writing, I must say that Michele and Mel almost stole whatever little mojo I have. First, they had the audacity to name me the “Featured Writer” for this prompt, then, to add insult to injury, they pointed out that my piece for the last prompt was “hilarious”.  Needless to say, I was immobilized with fear, like the guy who forgot his Viagra (not me, I swear). So, after scrapping, at least, 56 of my original 57 words, here goes:

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It’s a mystery: I can’t find that agreement on my desk under mounds of paper. Or my pants in a pile on my bedroom chair. Maybe, it’s because I mindlessly toss the agreements and pants and they disappear in the vast wilderness of my life. But, I protest: “I’m an organized person.” My inner voice responds, “Bullshit.”