My co-worker and I have a thing for crazy socks. Whenever there is a gift-giving occasion coming up, I start scouting the sock aisles, looking for something wacky that she might like.
We’re both Gen Xers who were in high school during the 1980s, so when I saw some tube socks for sale at the local Walmart, I knew I had to get her some. And then I got myself some. And some more, and another package, and one more package for her, and then another for me.
As her birthday was coming up and I planned to give her the second set of tube socks, I figured I should add a little something to it. Lo, an article arrived on my Facebook feed like some beacon from on high.
It’s got a lovely, click-baity title, no? Just the sort of title that those of us who wear crazy socks would want to check out.
The article does not disappoint, providing a good ego-stroking for those of us who sheath our feet in fun. (This apparently includes a number of our museum colleagues, who had left comments on Facebook regarding their crazy sock wearing habits.)
I printed a copy for my co-worker and wrote a note at the top, thus:
“We are post-revolutionary because we have moved on to wearing tube socks!”
Do you wear tube socks after having worn crazy socks? If so, vive le post-revolution!