Embarrassing Socks

I’d been on the treadmill for nearly 20 minutes and was in need of a shower. Re-joining a gym had made me very happy. Not only was I already feeling the benefits of daily exercise but it also had the extra benefit of addressing some of the ‘compliments’ recently given to me by my wife. They were nice compliments. Everyone loves compliments but when they are about your growing laundry folding or ironing skills you can’t help but feel the need to do something a little manly to re-address the balance.

I returned to the changing room and had a quick shower. I had just enough time to get dressed and cycle back to the office before I had to give a presentation. I quickly dried myself and got a fresh set of clothes out of my locker. I had almost finished getting dressed and was just about to put on my socks when suddenly…

I stopped mid movement. Something was wrong. I slowly lifted the sock I had been about to put on my foot and held it up to get a better look. I was extremely puzzled, frozen in position as my brain tried to process what it was seeing and come up with an explanation. At first glance it had looked like a normal sock; black and distinctly sock shaped. However, upon closer examination there was something very odd about the sock. It was a very long sock. Extremely long in fact and ever so slightly feminine looking.

Behind me I heard someone snigger.

Slowly the realization started to dawn on me. This sock was not a normal sock at all. In fact this sock didn’t even belong to me. This sock belonged to my wife. I was sitting in the middle of the men’s changing room at my local gym holding a pair of my wife’s sexy knee high socks.

I’d been helping my wife put away the laundry the night before. I must have mixed up the socks and then not even noticed when I grabbed a pair in the morning to change into after the gym. As I sat their holding a ladies foot under garment not only was my manliness suddenly in question but my sock organising skills too.

This situation presented me with a very difficult dilemma. It was not a dilemma about ‘if’ I should wear my wife’s sexy knee high socks (the socks I had be wearing were very smelly from my run) but ‘how’ I should wear my wife’s sexy knee high socks.

Should I wear them as they are intended to be warn and pull them up all the way past the knee? Should I attempt to fold them over neatly at the top and attempt make them a more regular length? Or should I simply bunched them up around my lower leg like 1980’s ankle warmer?

I chose for the latter thinking it would draw less attention. It didn’t. I heard another snigger. Somehow I don’t feel as manly at the gym any more.

17 responses to “Embarrassing Socks”

  1. Heather says:

    At least they were black. Imagine if they had been a more bold colour. :)

  2. Invader Stu says:

    Heather – Like shocking pink? :p

  3. Aledys Ver says:

    Lol!! How did the presentation go? Did anyone notice your sexy knee sock? Might have helped probably, if you had pulled your trosser’s leg up a bit… and shown a bit of flesh? :D

  4. Aledys Ver says:

    Oooops, I meant, “trousers”, of course…

  5. Gez says:

    And for his next stage performance, Stu will be singing “Sweet Transvestite” from “The Rocky Horror Show”…

  6. Invader Stu says:

    Aledys Ver & Gez – It’s funny you should say that. I did feel a little bit Dr Frank-N-Furter during my prestation but luckily no one noticed so it was a case of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.”

  7. Dragonlady says:

    I had the same problem when doing the laundy just after you went home. i came across a purple sock.I don’t wear socks and it was a bit feminine for your dad.
    Any idea where it might have come from.

  8. the wife says:

    Haha! I have the other one at home. We already thought it liked the UK more then NL!
    We’ll have to reunite them one day.

  9. Stu, perhaps you should be thankful that you got a snigger in the changing room instead of a phone number ….

  10. Wezz6400 says:

    Just some sniggering? Pfffft, amateurs. I’d have teased you for weeks about it. ;-)

  11. Invader Stu says:

    Dragonlady – Yeah. We kind of noticed after we got home that we might have left a few socks behind.

    Unexpected Traveller – I am. I’ll also very thankful it was my wife’s socks and not something else.

    Wezz6400 – I have to see what happens when I go back this week yet.

  12. Oh my! In case you can’t live this down, is there a possibility for you to change gyms?

  13. Invader Stu says:

    I think if I did that every time I embarrassed myself I’d run out of gyms.

  14. Dave2 says:

    I’ll bet there are sites on the internet that would pay big money for pictures of you in those socks!

  15. Alison says:

    At least it was a black sock, instead of a red polka-dot Nijntje sock.

  16. linda@adventuresinexpatland.com says:

    Or a bright pink Hello Kitty sock. For future reference, tell everyone they’re your ‘lucky presentation’ socks ;)

  17. Invader Stu says:

    Dave2 – That leads nicely into my announcement that I will be taking Invading Holland in a bold new direction.

    Alison & Linda – At least it was socks and not another under garment.

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