And it’s not because of the size of my hands, or because I have an extra finger or something. It’s because I (for as long as I can remember) cannot wear anything made of that synthetic-micro-fleece material. When I say cannot, I really do mean cannot - the sensation makes it impossible for me to focus my mind on anything else. It makes me shiver; not a good kind of shiver, either. I really can’t put into words how unpleasant it is for me. It’s not unpleasant the way an itchy wool garment is. The physical sensation of that synthetic fleece stuff penetrates way deeper, going beyond just the skin, causing a feeling of dread all over my body.
This is especially problematic with clothes for outdoors and hunting, and cold weather gear. It seems like all cold-weather clothing nowadays has some of that fake-fleece-micro-fiber stuff on it. There are several different kinds of the fabric I’m referring to. I’m not talking so much about the fake-sheepskin type stuff with the high-pile, curly texture, although I hate that too (though I love real sheepskin.) I mean like the stuff North Face jackets are made of. The stuff that nearly ALL motherfucking gloves seem to be lined with.
You have no idea how excruciating it is for me to have to wear a GLOVE lined with that shit, resulting in my entire hand being totally enveloped in it. So I naturally have to check every pair of gloves in the glove section to make sure it’s not lined with that stuff. This means having to touch the insides of the gloves, and coming into contact with the hell-fleece almost every single time - endlessly frustrating.
Some gloves will be nearly perfect - perfect fit, perfect amount of grip on the front, look good, etc - and thankfully be free of the hell-fleece, at least on the inside - but then the CUFF of the glove will be made out of hell-fleece. Yes, even the cuff, I cannot tolerate - this part is wrapped around my wrist; I need to grab it to put the gloves on and take them off; this cannot be tolerated.
It turns up in other things too. Let’s say I find a camo hunting jacket that I absolutely love; it fits well, it’s warm, it’s well-made, etc. It’s thankfully free of the hell fleece…or so it seems. Then I unbutton the side pockets, to check out how much space is in them, or whatever…and - BAM! Hell-fleece city, inside those fucking pockets. I guess most people like this stuff, so the manufacturer of the jacket figures lots of people will love sticking their hands in the pockets on a cold day. And I’m happy for these people. Really. But I can’t do it.
I also find all kinds of blankets, pillows, etc, made out of the stuff. Pet beds, too, often seem to have it.
Am I totally alone in this? Or is there anyone else out there?