Day 4 #100DaysOfOldDays

In 1983, skin tight jeans were fashionable. After begging my mam for two weeks, she eventually bought me a pair in Finnegans.

Not only were they tight, they were probably a size too small. I had to use the pliers to pull up the zipper.

But the legs weren’t tight enough, so I took them in with the sewing machine. Now they were perfect—until I sat down. The zipper burst.

I peeled them down my legs but they got stuck at my heels. I had to resort to the scissors! Mam never knew I butchered my new jeans.

Today’s tale is also my 99-word story challenge for Charli Mills at Carrot Ranch February 14, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about zippers. What are the zippers for? What challenges do they present to the story? Go where the prompt leads!