I woke up in the morning to discover that I was out of socks! Really!
It reminded me of an episode in Black Adder:
|Prince George on the left and Black Adder on the right.|
BLACKADDER: Sir, if I may make so bold, a major crisis has arisen in your affairs.
PRINCE GEORGE: Yes, I know Blackadder. I have been pondering it all morning.
BLACKADDER: You have, sir?
PRINCE GEORGE: Yes. Socks. Run out again. Why is it that no matter how many millions of pairs of socks I buy, I never seem to have any?
BLACKADDER: Sir, with your forgiveness, there is another, even weightier problem.
PRINCE GEORGE: They just disappear. Honestly, you'd think someone was coming in here stealing the damn things and selling them off.
In case you are wondering, Black Adder was selling them off. The Prince was clueless.
Anyway, in my case, the population of socks in my cupboard has been dwindling as they got worn out and thrown away. So, I decided to buy some new socks in the evening.
I went to the nearby shopping mall and walked into Giordano for the first time in, er, 3 or 4 years? Made a beeline for the socks which were going at 4 pairs for $20. Got the shorter ones because they feel a bit more cushy compared to the ones of regular length, if you know what I mean.
8 pairs in all. I think they should last me another 3 or 4 years. Well, I hope so, anyway.