Yesterday I was washing my clothes and blankets. I pulled the cover off of the couch, and what did I see, under one of the cushions, I found a sock, not just any sock, but THE sock, the one that never shows up when you are folding. I quick grabbed it and threw it in with the rest of the whites (yes, separated laundry, quite a concept, eh schmendrick?). Things went round and round for a while, then I put the whites in the dryer, and threw the couch cover in the washer. Things went round and round some more, and I pulled the whites out, put the couch cover in the dryer and started folding.
Praise and Hallelujah! All my socks matched up! I had done it, I had found the elusive sock, the very fabric of the universe was going to be changed forever! I even called a few friends to brag about it. I was going to be grilled by 60 Minutes, Bill O'Reilly would scoff at me and say it was a left wing conspiracy, Rush Limbaugh would do some more prescription drugs and then talk about how drug dealers should be lined up and shot, everything would be different.
Ta da! Go me!
The buzzer went off on the dryer, I opened it, pulled out my couch cover out, and something dropped to the floor ... there it was ... a lone sock ... mocking me ...