#8

I've been fortunate enough over the past few weeks in London to work as a waiter/runner at Wembley Stadium and Arsenal Stadium aka Emirates Stadium. (By the way, get used to me linking to Wikipedia for background information on things I see and do. Who doesn't love Wiki, really.)

Back to the blogging.

The uniform required for such work is your standard black shoes, socks and pants - sometimes even a white shirt! I came over here with only 1 pair of black socks, so decided I needed some more. Primark was the answer.

For those who are unaware, Primark is a bit like a mix between Target, Myer and filth. Not really - it's actually quite handy to get cheap clothes there. Cheap being the operative word.

I went in, bought a shirt, a pack of t-shirts, pants and socks for £16. Not bad.

The socks I mentioned earlier were located in the queue as a clever and devious ploy to make you spend more money, just when you're trying to get out of this godforsaken dumphole. As I was looking at this pack of black socks for £1.96, a woman behind me decided to chip in to my life.

"They're rubbish, innit"
"Sorry?"
"The socks, you get whatcha pay for innit. Rubbish man."
"Oh really? Ah well, they'll do."
"Yeah - rubbish man - they dye your feet"

At this point, I was forced to enter the awesome realms of my mind, wherein I think of numerous things when little if any time passes.

First off, what? Who are you, you crazy wildebeest? Sure, you may be helping me, but that's yet to be determined. Keep your thoughts and opinions to yourself. She wasn't even that good looking.
(Oh come on all you frowners, I'm joking. Comic relief - I'm no sexist.) And they 'dye my feet'!? Have you lost your mind?

Where is this story going, I hear you asking rudely?

She was right.

I got home after the Arsenal match, weeks later, took off my socks and found my black feet whimpering up at me. It was hideous.

I looked like a hobbit who'd been walking through a lake of ash. Damn my cynicism. I'm sorry crazy Primark-queue-lady.

From this point on, I will listen to people who don't mind their own business in queues of shops;
Not scorn them.