Sunday, August 30, 2009

Socks to be Single

As I was packing on the eve of my move, I found myself staring at a good dozen or so single black dress socks that I had set aside over the years after losing strays in the laundry. I remember at the time telling myself that their mates would eventually turn up. Years later, the sad reality of all these single unlucky socks sat there staring me in the face causing me to think...it sucks for all these perfectly good socks to be without partner.

Doing what any rational human being would do, I laid them all out on my bed and tried matching them up one by one. A lucky pair or two found their mates but the rest sat there looking all pathetic by themselves. Despite many close similarities, their resounding differences screamed out; too short, different pattern, or slightly off in color. The more I looked without finding a match, the more I thought about taking the easy route and pairing up like socks with one another. After all, who would know the difference? Well the answer is that deep down, I would; and that's just something I wasn't ready to accept, at least not yet. With that, I thought to myself, how close is good enough and how far is settling? Well friends, only you can answer that question for yourself.

One might think though that staring long enough at these socks until you start noticing each and every individual lint speck would be a catalyst for a hurried decision, but yet strangely enough, the opposite occurred. That is, the longer I stared, the longer I was resistant towards forcing two socks into an unfitted pair. I kept telling myself "I know I'd seen this one's mate somewhere" and remembered how good they were together. That's when it occurred to me that matching socks together is quite reminiscent of the game "Memory" we used to play as children. Not only do you have to recognize a match when you see one, you have to remember where you saw its mate and pull it out right then and there. As the name of the game implies, this is no easy task as one ages with time.

So the moral of today's story, always be prepared for the event that you see your perfect match in real life. Remember, it won't always be through an online search, by a friend's introduction, or a co-worker. Sometimes it is life's one chance encounters that might bring you your brief and one opportunity with that perfect match; a love at first site if you will. That's why we at SecondConnection have created the Black Card to help you with these opportunities.

Now that I've shared my thoughts with you, I leave you with a bit of levity. After being entranced with the complexities of socks and relationships for a five hour drive back home, I am starting to understand why I see so many women wearing flip flops.

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