For Christmas I got socks. That's no problem with me, since I asked for them. The problem is that they're cheap socks. Yes, I'm saying that out loud (not just typed on a blog). The problem with cheap socks is that they bunch up in your shoe. It really bugs when they get all bunched up in between your toes and the main part of your foot (or even at the end of your foot, like when the whole sock moves down your foot). You take your shoe off, straighten your sock out, and put your foot back in there. No more than 15 minutes later (less if you're actually walking), your sock is all bunched-up down there again. Grr. I'm buying myself better socks.
Apparently if you complain loud enough to the giver of the gift that the gift sucked, they'll just buy the appropropriate item for you. It's a bad lesson to kids, since they'll think they can complain and get whatever they want. tsk, tsk.
Woo-hoo! New socks!!
Wet socks make my top 3 annoying events list. There is nothing worse than walking around the house in your socks, then stepping into an unseen puddle in the kitchen - or worse, in the bathroom.
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I got socks at a white elephant gift exchange this christmas at a company party. (It was awkward enough since I just accepted an offer there and will not actually start until June.) Socks are a horrible surprise gift. Nobody stole that gift from me. When I opened them, I think I said something like "oh, socks."
A couple weeks ago, I saw the Seinfeld episode where Jerry explains this phenomenon. He received re-gifted a label maker from his dentist, Tim Watley, who received if from Elaine. Anyway, he explained that when someone receives a gift they don't like, they always repeat the name of the gift after they open it. "oh, socks!" How can you get excited about socks?
(Sorry about the long comments. There are just a few things about socks I have been needing to get out it the open.)
I needed new socks.