What occurs when, in a hopeful but failed attempt
closet space, one puts multiple pieces of clothing on a single hanger. Then, when the doomed time to get dressed comes along, one ends up tangling tank top straps and wrinkling cotton
while desperately trying to get only
one item of clothing off the hanger. They
all end up on the floor. You then have
1. Buy more hangers.
2. Buy more closets.
3. Screw it. Buy more clothes and leave
them where you goddamn please.
Hmmm, I think I'll wear my blue top. Just have to...uh...put this sleeve under that one...and...okay...no...this isn't working. ARGH! Oh fuck it, I'm going to be late. Damn double
hanger disaster. "dumps clothes on floor and grabs desired item of clothing" I'll just put the rest
in the hamper and pretend it's all dirty.