A to Z April Blogging Challenge
Z is for Zipper
Zelda was having a ‘fat day’. She couldn’t find anything to wear to work. Everything she had tried on felt tight and uncomfortable. Zelda lay down on the bed, flat of her back, to try to get her jeans to zip shut. She tugged and tugged on the zipper, but it would only zip about halfway, then fly out of her fingers back to ground zero.
Zelda was tired; her fingers were tired. She really needed to purchase some elastic pants for these kind of days. Zelda was too old to worry about style anyway. Then a light bulb came on in her head.
Zelda jumped off the bed and headed for the utility room where she found a set of wire pliers. With wire pliers in hand, Zelda once again lay on the bed. She grabbed hold of the head of the zipper with the wire pliers and tugged. It worked! Her pants zipped all the way up! Now, she just had to get up.
Zelda wiggled and wormed her way to a sitting position, but before she had a chance to stand up, the zipper popped open again, this time with the zipper head at the top. Zelda knew the zipper was ruined and would have to be replaced now. She pulled off the jeans and slung them, with disgust, across the room. She called in sick at work, crawled back in her bed, and pulled the covers over her head. This day was all zipped up.
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