An Open Letter to Socks
You see these feet…they are 100% sock free and that is how I wish things were all the time. Completely, utterly void of you…because, all socks (minus the red ones) suck.
If you haven’t caught on yet, I hate you. I’m sorry but its true. I don’t know when my distaste for you started, but I can tell you it is strong and unwavering.
First of all, I hate how you always disappear when I wash my clothes…no wait, let me take that back..I LOVE how you disappear when I wash my clothes! That is just one less of you that I have to deal with.
Secondly, I particularly dislike you work-sock types. Yeah, you know who you are…the ones with stupid patterns and fit uncomfortably tight on my calves. Yeah, its you who give me the red marks on my legs. And God forbid I decide to wear ankle socks with my dress pants, that is just a little too much for American work culture to handle.
Thirdly, you make my feet hot…and I don’t like hot feet. I want to wear my flip flops 24/7, you make that impossible.
To cut to the chase, I hope you all disappear. Because lately, you have been making my feet miserable.
August 8th, 2007 at 5:53 am
I hate socks too!!! At the end of the summer, when it’s starting to get nippy out, my feet feel so stuffy and confined when I start to wear shoes again. BUT, I just bought my very first pair of Crocs (ugly I know) and I think they will be my “cross-over” shoe…to help get my feet acclimated to wearing shoes. They’re so darn comfortable.