so the other day i was wearing panty hose under my pants. (okay, WHY i was doing that is a very long story that i rather not publicize on the internet so go with me here). it was a super hot day and i was kicking myself for being so stupid when jen suggested that i should go buy socks so i can change out of my panty hose. BRILLIANT! except we were at a fair and the shops near by didn't seem to have socks. however! i passed by a kid's shoe store and thought maybe they would have adult socks. who knows?! but alas, they didn't. so i picked up plain white socks that is the biggest size available.
i went up to the sales rep and asked her how stretchy those socks were. the conversation went a little something like this:
her: what shoe size does he wear? me: ... i don't know... her: how old is he? me: ....... uh.......... 10. her: well these will fit him for sure. in fact, they prob fit me! me: what shoe size are you? her: 7 me: okay, perfect (i'm a size 7.5) as i was buying my socks jen: oh you got some socks! me: yes. for my nephew who is 10... jen: * confused *