The Stuck Shirt Saga, Day 6

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by Amanda Bloom

It has been a precarious couple of days for the shirt.

I travelled extensively around Newtown, Bethel and Danbury yesterday (day 5), and since the shirt is now completely dry, the lower part of the shirt “bundle” has begun to billow like a parachute when travelling at speeds any higher than 30 miles per hour.  I am hoping for some light rain to get things sticky again.

by Amanda Bloom

 


 

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It has been a precarious couple of days for the shirt.

I travelled extensively around Newtown, Bethel and Danbury yesterday (day 5), and since the shirt is now completely dry, the lower part of the shirt “bundle” has begun to billow like a parachute when travelling at speeds any higher than 30 miles per hour.  I am hoping for some light rain to get things sticky again.

I solemnly swear on wife beaters everywhere that I have done nothing, aside from furtive prayer, to keep the shirt on windshield.  However, the shirt has been moved.  I saw that the shirt was still attached when I was leaving for work yesterday morning, but it was quite clear that the shirt’s position had changed – it occupied the bottom of the windshield, middle-right region on days 1 through 4, and yesterday morning, it had been moved, or it moved, up and to the left, directly over the rear wiper.  

Score.  This gives the shirt something to hold aside from glass.  I can’t explain the change of position, but why question a miracle?  Someone or something is looking out for this little guy.  Or it’s alive.

Today, Day 6, I have driven from Bethel to Danbury and will be heading to Redding within the hour.  I’ll be heading to Newtown later too.

Who would have known that a sweaty shirt could have such a wonderous life?  I will never think of any article of clothing the same way again.

 

 

 

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