It only took 26 years for the following conversation to happen.
My EC and I had pulled up in front of a convenience store to indulge in one of our favorite hobbies, when she said to me:
“Are you sure you want to go in looking like that? I could go in for you.”
I replied, “What do you expect? I’ve been outside working.”
“Yeah, but you don’t match.”
I looked at my clothes, to find she was right. I immediately thought of two reasons.
1) I go by fabric content, and both my shirt and shorts are made of cotton – so technically they do match.”
2) It’s not like they have Garanimals for adults.
I settled for this snappy one-liner: “Nobody in there cares what I look like.”
She would not be deterred. “But look – you have on dirty socks – with sandals.“
She had me there. I acknowledged that she was right, and that I did look both filthy and ridiculous.
So she got out of the car to go inside. I got out of the car and went inside with her, after reminding her that I lost the last of my pride years ago.
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Socks with sandals are fine, as long as you’re over 50 and from somewhere besides California.
-Paige
diet coke = hobby huh?
My EC just read the post and said, “Why didn’t you mention that you had dirt and sweat and crap on your shoulder and down your back?”
True love.
Question: Was this your date night?
That made my EC and I laugh hard.
Socks with sandals…you must have gone to BYU. : )
I’ve told Tabitha that if she ever catches me wearing shorts, dark socks, and sandals all at the same time she is to just shoot me on the spot. (Not that she really would, but she may have me committed…)
Plus, if I pulled a stunt like you did, she’d just deny knowing who I am.
Yeah, you lost the last shred of your pride when you put on sandals with socks.
I know. It wasn’t meant t be a fashion statement – it was to keep my muddy shoes out of my wife’s car. It was selfless.
Nope – not pride. Dressing nicely and being clean is self-respect. Pride is when you’re haughty, thinking you’re all that. I don’t see pride here, I just see a lack of self-awareness, and a lack of care for her feelings.
Believe me, she wanted the Diet Coke more than she cared about my self-respect.
My thought is that it was fine as long as you went in by yourself but once she got out to go in you should have thought of her pride and stayed in the car. Than again, perhaps her pride left long ago also, and so all is well in a place other than WA state where shorts and sandals are only used for yard work 3 months of the year….if we’re lucky.