Dear people who manufactured the socks that I threw away yesterday,
When you were growing up, did you want to be a sock maker?
What drove your passion for sock-making? Was it the love of cozy toes? Or was it all the money? Do you feel like a sock snob with particularly high standards? Do you even wear your own socks?
Hear now. I walk my baby to his day care two or three times a week. It’s not a particularly long walk, but just around the block, maybe five minutes one way. Twice now, your socks have shimmied down – down – down and finished their descent by bypassing my heel and bunching up inside of my arch.
No, this does not rock my world. Yes, it’s a petty, minor inconvenience in the grand scheme of things. Sure, this always happens on the day when it’s hardest to fix my socks past the high boots.
*sigh*
If you’re going to make socks, wouldn’t your objectives me fairly simple?
1) Cover feet.
2) Keep them covered.
What’s the point of making a sock that wants to be an inchworm?
Please invest in a little more elastic. It’s a simple request.
Holy XOXO’s,
Suzy**
Oh man, I really despise the socks that slip down and bunch up in my arch … can’t walk five feet and there they go …….. Bleh!
I tend to buy the No Nonsense brand for myself and Olive … she likes the no shows, which I think are the easiest at slipping under, but these seem to hold up well enough … I prefer the ankle biter ones. 😉
Yeah, those no-shows make me nervous. I don’t trust ’em.
Ha! Yeah, socks that do that are a pain in my….well, foot. 😛