The Last Pair of Pants
"Come on! Buy me! Buy me!” The light gray pair of pants called out to the elderly man with a cane, who was intently inspecting every clothing that was hung in that corner of Men’s Essentials store. It was almost dusk, and the pair of pants had been depressed the whole day. He was just told by his seller that if he won’t be purchased on that day, he would be put on discounted sale. He never liked to be put on sale because he knew what it means – his value just depreciated. “You’re going to be one splendid pair of slacks! The president of any nation would be glad to wear you!” He remembered his Tailor telling him, as he smoothened every edge of his cloth, and slowly handled the machine to tie up his loose ends. And oh how he believed his Tailor so much! He trusted him with his every fiber; that he had been made into a unique and comfortable pair of pants every man would love to wear. But it’s already a year since he was put on display on Men’s Essentials , and stil