Lacking authority is my life

I’m glad I go the self deprecating route most of the time because the other day as I was coming in to work I realized I was stuck on my coat. My coat is a perfectly nice coat, but the lining is a bit frayed these days and I don’t see any reason why to go buy another one when this one works fine thank you. Also, I get attached to inanimate objects (which could be why I'm writing so many stories based about crazy people and their stuff).

Anyway. As I was coming in to the writing center at work, with a student trailing me, I realized I couldn’t get my coat off. It was stuck to the button on the back of my pants. The student was chatting to me about her project until she saw I was in a predicament. I was going to try and bolt to the bathroom where I could gnaw it off with my teeth and get a better look, but the student mercifully came over to try and unwind the tiny piece of string. After a few minutes of yanking, she ran off to get scissors claiming explaining “someone needs some help.” She freed me and then we worked on her paper. She even listened to me despite my proving I couldn't even escape from a piece of string.