Friday, 29 May 2009

Socks, well manly socks in particular.

It may seem, at least to anyone reading my blogs, hah all two of them so far, that I have a fetish for writing about clothes! Not so, as my children would probably tell you ( and I know they would) apart from jumpers, zany preferably, I am really not that interested.

I do have a thing about mens' socks though....not a fetish I can quickly assure you,
more of an intense irritation.

In our house my husband favours thick black cotton socks preferably with the Nike tick, or Pringles logo and I do not have any problem with this, why would I? As far as I am concerned socks are socks, not radical just something you shove on your feet to make your shoes comfortable and your feet nice and warm.

So tell me this. Why do sock manufacturers insist their black socks leave nasty deposits of black fluff wherever the wearers of said socks walk? It does not seem to make any difference how often you wash the damn things, how often you tumble dry them, still loads of black fluff everywhere.

Scenario. You have done a mega tidy up, dog hair vacuumed, dust gone, bathroom spotless, all carpets clean, infact the house is glistening, then, the following morning you get up and on the way down to make the early morning tea you notice sock fluff on the stairs,in the shower, all over the laminate floor and.............well, just everywhere.

Am writing to complain to Nike and Pringles as I speak aaaaahhhhh!

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