11 January, 2008

stumped

yesterday i found myself at work wearing two very different socks. well, there were some similarities: both were purchased at the same cheap store, both had some element of blue, both were striped, and both were one-way tubes with a hole at the end, but still. my co-worker asked if i had put them on in the dark and here's the disturbing bit: i had not. i sat on the bed, took out what i assumed to be a pair of identical socks, put one on (presumably looked at it at some point, while navigating toes and heels), switched feet and put the other one on, managing to forget in the intervening seconds what the previous sock had looked like. this frightens me somewhat. brain, be ye so little that ye cannot hold within thy confines the colour of my socks for more than a fraction of a second?

and moving along with the mismatched socks theme, have you noticed that mismatched socks have become the badge of individuality and coolness among certain young girls? so once again, we rebel along carefully prescribed lines, all in carefully orchestrated step with one another, because god knows, to truly stand out would not do. oh, go pierce something already! everyone else did!

2 comments:

the Dude said...

I live with one such teen-aged girl who claims it is "purely accidental", yet in the past twelve months I haven't seen a matching pair on her feet or on those of her friends.

pitur said...

Teenage pregnancy is next...