Socks

I always check for holes in on socks before wearing them for the day. Today, I made sure that the sock had no holes in it. Four hours later, I find myself annoyed by what felt like a rock in my shoe. I went to the washroom, took off the shoe, and saw that there was a hole on my sock. My big toe was showing its beautiful self while nothing but air can be found in the shoe. I put my shoe back on and felt the familiar annoying sensation in my shoe as I walked.

Sorry, socks. I'll have to throw you out. May you decompose well in the garbage dump.