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Angela Scott, Author – Storyteller – Ventriloquist

Morning Confession from a Night Owl – The Liquid Paper and Brown Socks Confession

February 22, 2007

I confess. I am a night owl and last night as my husband was preparing for bed, I noticed his socks had a strange appearance. He walked toward me where I sat on the couch. I could not believe my eyes.

The first words out of my mouth were, “Do you have Liquid Paper on your socks? He responded, “No. I’m doing the best I can with what I have.” I confess we’ve had a lot of month left at the end of our money. I thought I saw white dots on the toes of his dark brown socks. However, the white dots I saw were actually socks shining ever so brightly through the holes in his brown socks. He responded, “I wear two pair of socks to keep my feet warm.” Although embarrassed, my thoughts returned to his socks. I remembered the ease of his industrial strength toenails to slash through his socks.

Funny thought because what connection does Liquid Paper, an office product, have with socks? Perhaps he had spilled some of the white correction liquid on his socks. After all, he had just told me his shirt organizer had accidentally gotten wet. When I asked him how, he said, “I accidentally forgot and left it in my shirt pocket when I took my shirt to the dry cleaners.” Curious now, I asked, “What did you lose?” He casually remarked, “Nothing much, really, just a frequent buyer card at a bookstore,” the first tragedy for me, a book lover. He continued, “A discount coupon for a haircut,” the second tragedy for me, a coupon clipper. Then he added, “Your business card,” the third tragedy for me; the card was mine. He turned around and smiled at me as he was obviously pleased with his answer. “It’s okay,” he said. “Your business card probably had Liquid Paper on it, too.”

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