Today I am wearing knee socks because that and white gym
socks are the only things I have clean. Where's the goddamned laundry
fairy when you need her? And why do I only run out of socks?
Unfortunately, I cannot ask for socks for Christmas. See there was this incident when my brother
was six or seven. My dad was helping him
buy presents for my sister and me. We got
socks. Someone might have been mocked
mercilessly. It might have been both my
brother and my dad. So, socks at
Christmas are a bit of a joke in my family. And I cannot reasonably ask for socks without justifying the earlier
sock debacle. And I'm going to have to
buy my own damned socks, which I'm totally okay with.
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