I saw this tweet from Stephen Fry.
This is final proof of the man’s genius.
I have hated fucking coat hangers for decades. They don’t hang when you want. They fall from the rail, to the furthest, rearest corner of your wardrobe, behind all the clothes you have just hung. Coats slide off them and gracefully crumple to the floor. They should be called coat slides.
They hook up on each other, as if magnetic. This is especially true when they’re from different decades, of different dimensions and composed from different materials. In fact, the greater the differences, the stronger the attraction. You can only untangle them at the expense of an eye.
I have hated fucking coat hangers for decades.