Couldn’t you just jump at the chance to have so many socks you could wear a new pair every day for a month and not have to do the laundry for weeks on end? Now that is an interesting thought isn’t it – over 30 pairs of socks sitting in your drawer just waiting to be worn. The only problem with so many pairs is that if they are all the same color and you lose one, it messes up the whole batch doesn’t it? Want more Socks? Keeping track of 30 pair of socks is a bit of a chore and could be considered a job worthy of danger pay don’t you know?
With my luck more than one pair would go missing and I wouldn’t find them until I took the washer or dryer apart and looked inside. I am so tired of looking under the washing machine for lost socks because every time I do I have to also get down on my hands and knees and clean out all the lint. I hate trying to match missing socks, as it doesn’t work worth a darn and you always have one of them that is lighter than the other and they look funny when you wear them. If I am short of socks it’s usually thanks to my sock-eating dog that snatches them and then hides them in places I can’t even begin to imagine.
Well really, you have to laugh at the whole deal don’t you think, because getting mad at a washer or dryer will just make you totally look like a weirdo. That is really annoying, losing one sock each of a matched set of different colors, besides, how on earth do you make them look decent again when they’re odd socks?
Have you ever noticed that it seemed to be that the unusual socks go missing first, almost like the washing machine is giving you an editorial comment on the style of socks you wear? If I had any more missing socks to track I’d be better at finding things than Sherlock Holmes and that is saying an awful lot with the number of socks that seem to go AWOL out of my laundry basket. Make it someone who is used to chasing dogs whom steal socks and then being able to convince them kindly with a bribe to give the socks back – without holes in them. Really that dog thinks its quite clever and smiles when she snarfs my socks, the witch. Honestly, it’s terrible what that dog gets away with.
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