I used to rip my work shirts at the elbow a lot when I was younger. I don't know whether it was because my shirts were older hand-me-downs from my father or if I had some bizarre nervous habit that helped to wear down my sleeves. Thankfully it hasn't happened in years. Today, however, I started walking to work only to find my left elbow was sticking out of my shirt sleeve. Didn't notice until I way down the road. Had to go back and change, of course. Hoping this doesn't happen again anytime soon.
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