Runaway Socks

They go in together, but come out alone. How does it happen? and why so often? If you can tell me that you've never had a missing sock, than I can tell you that I don't like you and you are lieing to my face. It's just wrong. Admit it like the rest of us. You've had socks that didn't like you or its "mate", as my mother calls them, and the sock decided to leave your life forever. You save the extra one like one day that missing sock will return. Perhaps, he will ring your door bell. You'll answer and suddenly it will jump on to your cold, clammy foot and you'll be reunited......until it wants its freedom again. Then you'll be shit out of luck. Yea, keep waiting, I'm sure it will return. We all do it. You probably have a few randos in your sock drawer right now (I mean really, why do they leave us, we have a whole drawer dedicated to them!) Or if you're like the Hennessey family growing up, you stick the single and lone socks in "the bag". A bag? Yes, a bag. With 6 members to the family, you can imagine how many "lost" socks there were. Each and every time you had a new lone ranger you had to go thru the bag to see if its long, lost mate was waiting for him, which it never was. Why would it be? That'd be too easy and convenient. Instead you thru the new sock into the bag with the rest. Unless of course it was one of the 'good ones'. Then you'd hold out for a day or two before adding it to the rest. You know what I mean, one of your favorites. We all have them so don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. You have your go-to's and then the ones you hate to wear. Which usually looks like the pile of endagered socks sitting in the bag. How long do you wait? A few days, a week, a month? Whatever the length of time, it's probably too long.

This is always an issue when doing laundry. Maybe not every time, but far too often, wouldn't you agree? I was discussing this "situation" with my friend Gill last night (@gillweathers - huge twitter fan, follow him). Gill has a "system", but the "system" seems to fail. Are his socks outsmarting him? You decide. Gill will come home, take off his shoes, then his socks. He will throw the socks in his laundry basket together. Not together as in at the same time, but rather, literally put them together like you would after being washed. He then does the laundry, and to his surprise one will be missing when he goes to fold his clothes. How does this happen? Are our socks actually running away, or is the above picture true? Maybe our washing machines are bonusing us a new sock! Chew on that.