Socks Store

The sock store has a million socks.

A million regular, random socks.

All black and white with a single stripe.

Some are blue, some are green, red, yellow or teal.

All are one color, maybe two, maybe three;

none were supposed to have tacos parading up and down and back and forth.

I looked through bin after bin of single, maybe double, maybe triple colored socks.

I looked in men's, woman's, and children's.

Until I found them.

I bought those socks with tacos on them.

The socks that were knee high and bright yellow with tacos printed all over them.

The socks with striped red and green cuffs, sombreros scattered around the tacos.

I never wore a pair of sock so nice.

I wore them all the time.

They looked superb under my Sunday dress.

They even looked good at formal.

I'd buy another pair, but I don't suppose I'd find another.

It was a one in a million pair.