Oh Doctor, can't you help me...

When do you realize that you have fashion-related "issues"? Well, it's probably when you get on a crowded bus for your evening commute wearing a pale wool skirt with crewel-work embroidered flowers on it...you know that the embroidery has a tendency to snag...so when a woman stands close to you with a backpack slung perilously close to your skirt it drives you over the edge. Worry #1, as mentioned, this particular skirt is a snag-magnet...so the assorted zippers and metal fasteners on the backpack seem to have been designed purely to unpick stitches and unravel nerves. An additional concern is that I think of backpacks as the kind of bag that gets dumped anywhere and everywhere...dirty floor, throw the bag down...dubiously damp sidewalk, let's put the bag down here shall we? So, even though I know there are probably incredibly clean backpacks out there I never seem to come into close contact with them. So, worry #2...pale skirt rubbing against dirty bag... Nowhere to move in the crowded bus...and, of course, I wouldn't actually verbalize my anxiety...so I spent 40 minutes leaning at an exaggerated angle so as to distance myself from "the bag". This is, quite obviously, not normal...I need help.