Friday, August 23, 2019

Socks

I bought a lot of socks. A LOT of socks. I've got socks coming out of my ears over here. My sock drawer is packed tightly and there are socks all over the place crowding other drawers.

The thing is, some are excellent design and then shrink when washed and become uselessly too tight.

Some are too thick.

Some are too tightly knit.

Some don't breathe.

Some are too hot.

I f'k'n hate most of them.

Too thin. Too thick. Too uncomfortable. Too much cotton. Too tight of elastic. Too stretchy. Insufficiently stretchy. Too ungiving. Too loose. Too white. Too black.

Ew, I hate you socks to pieces.

George and Paul came over here to dispose a 55 gallon aquarium and its stand. And bring up from my truck a replacement tank and new stand.

While here they did a ton of other stuff besides. They cleaned the area of the tank and then cleaned the carpet cleaner. Did dishes. Took out trash.

At one point Paul pointed to my laundry basket and said, "Cool socks."

That day after they left I had Amazon send him a package of those same socks. And another package of different socks separately to George.


He pointed to the blue and gray ones with the red toe and heel. 

They're a bit silly.

Like a cartoon. 

And they're comfortable as h-e-double socks.

They fit very well after washing and the elastic band does not leave a mark. The sewn toe is comfortable. They're exactly the right weight. They feel loose when they're on. And they breathe. They're just the right combination of cotton and whatever else it is they have in there. 

I like them. 

I sent George the exact same thing except different.

This summer I noticed the socks that he wears with his trainers. Alway some standard gray. He is not a goofy guy, so goofy patterns are out. Toned down and standard is what I chose. 

This is more his sort of thing. I think.

And they're cheap as h-e-double fiddlesticks. 

Only $15.00. 

Is that amazing or what? 

Twice I had to remove my boot at the doctor's offices, the GP and then again for a specialist, to show them the swelling down there. And both of them said, "Cool socks." 

It's such an embarrassing situation. 


"Let go of my foot, you big perv."

So even doctors like them.

They'd make a good gift for the doctors. It'll blow their minds because, who even thinks of that?

I sent a few packages to other friends. 

In the meantime, both George and Paul wrote back separately telling me they love their package of socks, they're just the right thing, etc., etc.

I bought a few packages to have as convenient gifts. Say I get invited to a party and this unusual gift is right here. Just hand them a package of socks and go, "Here." Boom. Five pair of great socks. 




7 comments:

edutcher said...

Until you start having problems with your feet and/or ankles, you really don't appreciate how important socks are.

Rabel said...

"Size: Shoe Size: 8-12"

I distinctly remember (or think that I do) that standard men's socks were sized "9 to 13." For twenty years or more they have been sized "8 to 12" like these are. This is a huge problem if you have size 12 feet and don't like tight socks.

It's a terrible, terrible situation. A crime, really.

And did anyone notice the story about people wearing their underwear for multiple days? I did and, of course, it was reported incorrectly for clicks. But the BS part was that the survey was sponsored by a designer underwear company and on a visit to their website I saw that they claim that you should throw away and replace all of your underwear every six months.

Terrible. Criminal.

Rabel said...

Ok, this is weird. A couple or three days ago I has a housefly inside. It was odd because I hadn't seen a plain old fly, not a fruit fly or gnat, in years.

Yesterday I saw two flies. They were between the sheer drapes and the window in the dining room. I killed one. The other escaped.

This morning I saw there were again two flies behind the drapes. I don't have any flying bug spray so I made a couple of ineffective swats and left them alone until I could find or buy something.

Here's the weird part - I just checked again and there are 8 (I counted) of the mofo's zipping around behind the drapes. What the Hell!

It's like Exorcist II around here. Or maybe III.

Rabel said...

Well that worked pretty well.

I sprayed them with a bleach based household cleaner. Killed 9 with the spray (it was necessary the execute the wounded) and another four with the swatter.

Still one or two or three buzzing around.

XRay said...

Thanks for the sitrep, Rabel. You gotta watch those boogers.

Joe Jackson said...

I gotta admit - this whole sock thing is pretty funny. Thanks!

ColoradoJim said...

I am guilty of having lots of socks as well. I am a bit partial to the colorful ones so I tend to buy the happy style or the George socks at the local Walmart. It’s easier to buy another bundle of socks than to do laundry. I usually don’t wear shorts to work but got a lot of comments on the socks I was wearing that day. It was those little dauchunds dressed up as hot dogs. I will have to check your Amazon link.