New Socks

Today I wore a new pair of socks I bought from a department store at the weekend. When I took them to the counter the shop assistant began to make polite conversation, pretty reluctantly at first it seemed until her training kicked in.

'A beautiful day.' she remarked.

'Yes.' I replied. I felt the need to follow it up with something.

'Not so nice for you I suppose, stuck in here all day.'

'I don't mind I finish soon. So, treating yourself for the weekend are you?' She asked, putting my purchase into a carrier bag. I felt like I was in a barber shop in the 1960's with conversation like this.

'Er, no' I replied. 'Not much of a treat a pair of socks.' We ended this ridiculous forced conversation and I left the shop to go home.

The following day I went to work wearing my new socks and felt great. It's quite a feeling wearing new socks, that feels like no other. Maybe that's why the shop assistant thought it a treat to buy a pair of socks. I guess this is similar to Paolo Nutini's feeling when wearing new shoes as described in his song. At least, that's what I think he's singing about, I can't be bothered to listen to the whole song.

Maybe I would if it were called 'New Socks.'