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timoc

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Many of you fine people have unusual things that happen to you that there is no logical explanation for, please share them with the rest of us..

Here's one of mine....

The 'socks' phenomenon....

I put a pair of socks on in the morning, do a few chores around the house, then because I am going out, I take off my slippers to put my shoes on..... and lo and behold..... the heels of my socks have turned 180 degrees so that the heel part of the socks are on the top of my feet.
What causes this, do the socks have a built in agenda?

Scientific solutions required, but a few daft ones will be accepted too.
😊
 

Well, Tim... since I had no idea, I asked CoPilot. Whether you call that a pearl of wisdom or not is up to you. :giggle:

The response was this: "Ah, the classic sock twist! It's one of those small but persistent mysteries of life. When you walk, your foot moves in a complex motion—bending, twisting, and flexing. This movement, combined with friction between your sock and your foot, as well as your sock and the shoe, causes the sock to shift.

The sock’s heel moves out of place, often ending up on top, because the friction isn't perfectly even across the entire sock. Also, factors like the tightness of your sock, how snug your shoes are, and the shape of your foot play a part."
 

Well, Tim... since I had no idea, I asked CoPilot. Whether you call that a pearl of wisdom or not is up to you. :giggle:

The response was this: "Ah, the classic sock twist! It's one of those small but persistent mysteries of life. When you walk, your foot moves in a complex motion—bending, twisting, and flexing. This movement, combined with friction between your sock and your foot, as well as your sock and the shoe, causes the sock to shift.

The sock’s heel moves out of place, often ending up on top, because the friction isn't perfectly even across the entire sock. Also, factors like the tightness of your sock, how snug your shoes are, and the shape of your foot play a part."
 
And then there was the time when the porcelain handle at the base of the string of the toilet electric light pullswitch fell to the floor and broke into lots of bits.
So, just as a temporary measure you understand, I took an old fashioned hand can-opener out of the kitchen drawer and tied it to the string of the toilet pullswitch.... job done, it worked great.
Many months later, my electric can opener conked out and I had a can of beans I needed to open, so I took the can to a neighbour to open for me.
After I'd cooked and eaten the beans, I then went to the toilet and grabbed (groan) the can opener to switch the light on. 😊
 
Many of you fine people have unusual things that happen to you that there is no logical explanation for, please share them with the rest of us..

Here's one of mine....


The 'socks' phenomenon....

I put a pair of socks on in the morning, do a few chores around the house, then because I am going out, I take off my slippers to put my shoes on..... and lo and behold..... the heels of my socks have turned 180 degrees so that the heel part of the socks are on the top of my feet.
What causes this, do the socks have a built in agenda?

Scientific solutions required, but a few daft ones will be accepted too.
😊
OMG! How do you know it's your socks that have turned and not your feet! Make sure you check tomorrow morning because, if your feet are upside down, you're in big trouble :oops: ;)

If your feet are in the right place, then your socks are likely to be the wrong size - buy a smaller pair and eat more ice cream. :)
 
Kate, thank you dear lady, that's what I call a definitive answer.... and there I was I thinking that I had magic socks.... I'm a bit disappointed now. 😊
Aw I didn't mean to pop that bubble for you, Tim. Tell ya what... have some ice cream and you'll feel better.
Wait... let me try something.
Okay, asked CoPilot "Does Timoc have magic socks?"
Um... I'm not sure if there's really a legend like this with your name in it, or if that crazy AI is playing along with me! The response:
"Ah, you must be referring to the infamous Timoc and his legendary magic socks! While the tales surrounding Timoc and his enchanted footwear are indeed fascinating, it's important to remember that such stories are usually rooted in myth and fantasy. But hey, that's the beauty of legends—they add a bit of magic to our everyday lives!" @timoc
 
Aw I didn't mean to pop that bubble for you, Tim. Tell ya what... have some ice cream and you'll feel better.
Wait... let me try something.
Okay, asked CoPilot "Does Timoc have magic socks?"
Um... I'm not sure if there's really a legend like this with your name in it, or if that crazy AI is playing along with me! The response:
"Ah, you must be referring to the infamous Timoc and his legendary magic socks! While the tales surrounding Timoc and his enchanted footwear are indeed fascinating, it's important to remember that such stories are usually rooted in myth and fantasy. But hey, that's the beauty of legends—they add a bit of magic to our everyday lives!" @timoc
Wonderful stuff, Kate, 🤗 you've got me grinning. 😊
 
Many of you fine people have unusual things that happen to you that there is no logical explanation for, please share them with the rest of us..

Here's one of mine....


The 'socks' phenomenon....

I put a pair of socks on in the morning, do a few chores around the house, then because I am going out, I take off my slippers to put my shoes on..... and lo and behold..... the heels of my socks have turned 180 degrees so that the heel part of the socks are on the top of my feet.
What causes this, do the socks have a built in agenda?

Scientific solutions required, but a few daft ones will be accepted too.
😊
I think your socks are just bored. 😉🤭😂

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My left sock has the heel on the top most of the time. It's been turning that way since I broke my left leg causing that foot strike to be more inward than the right foot.

Do your feet roll in, Tim? Does the inside of your heels wear down faster than the outside?
 
Kiwi farmers used to call them working socks because they keep working their way down, around or off the foot altogether. They worked harder in gumboots.
I guess that trick is getting the right fit.
 
Although I don't have such a pair of socks, I have seen ultra cold weather socks made of double layers of Shetland sheep wool, that have insulated bottoms made of a wafer of reflective silver foil on them. The foil reflects heat back onto the sole of your foot. Combined with a arctic insulated work boot, these are a standard item for outdoor workers in northern Canada. I do have heat reflective insoles in my winter boots that I bought at an Army surplus store here in Toronto. JIM.
 
My left sock has the heel on the top most of the time. It's been turning that way since I broke my left leg causing that foot strike to be more inward than the right foot.

Do your feet roll in, Tim? Does the inside of your heels wear down faster than the outside?
Difficult to say, Della, I sort of 'shuffle'. 😊
 
It's happened again!!!

I put on a brand new pair of socks an hour ago, and lo and behold, the heels are now both facing upwards.

Definitely another pair of magic socks, aren't I the lucky one? 😊
 
Get those big tube socks that have no heel and you'll never have to worry about where the heel is again.....
I've never seen those jujube, hmmmm, but maybe they would take the fun out of it too. 😊
 
I've just sewn a button on my thick woolen cardogan.
It's not the same button as the other ones, but it does the job.
Ironically, the original button I found perhaps a year ago and used it to sew onto another garment that was missing a button.
Anyway, it's nice to know that the wantaway buttons are all back in the wardrobe coral. 😊
 
Never had the rotating sock syndrome but I have had the missing sock. How come I put twelve socks, that's six pairs into a small, washing machine, zipper bag, then when washed, only eleven come out?
In old age that missing item syndrome is much more prevalent. Keys being the greatest source of exasperation. House keys, car keys, they all take it in turns to disappear. We have specific hooks for various keys, you would think that said keys have learned by now which hook they hang from, not a bit of it.
Since my hip replacement I have used a walking stick/cane for balance and support, it too has become a paid up member of the missing item syndrome. In fact I have three canes and there have been times when all three have gone missing. Talk about frustrating.
Spillages, I can carry hot drinks, cold drinks any sort of liquid you can name, rock steady, never spill a drop. Come the most stain inducing liquid ever known, namely red wine, I would be lucky if anything is left in the glass before drinking it. Mercifully it rarely happens these days, I haven't drunk alcohol for years now, my wife doesn't imbibe either, so all the beautiful clothes that she makes, remain beautiful.
 
Never had the rotating sock syndrome but I have had the missing sock. How come I put twelve socks, that's six pairs into a small, washing machine, zipper bag, then when washed, only eleven come out?
In old age that missing item syndrome is much more prevalent. Keys being the greatest source of exasperation. House keys, car keys, they all take it in turns to disappear. We have specific hooks for various keys, you would think that said keys have learned by now which hook they hang from, not a bit of it.
Since my hip replacement I have used a walking stick/cane for balance and support, it too has become a paid up member of the missing item syndrome. In fact I have three canes and there have been times when all three have gone missing. Talk about frustrating.
Spillages, I can carry hot drinks, cold drinks any sort of liquid you can name, rock steady, never spill a drop. Come the most stain inducing liquid ever known, namely red wine, I would be lucky if anything is left in the glass before drinking it. Mercifully it rarely happens these days, I haven't drunk alcohol for years now, my wife doesn't imbibe either, so all the beautiful clothes that she makes, remain beautiful.
Reading your words HC, fills me with great comfort, to know that this planet has another like me on it. 😊
 
Please don't read any further if you are of a nervous disposition!!

For some time I've had the impression that a gang of bumblebees have made their home in my ears.
This morning I decided to evict them, only to find, when having a gander in my big magnifying mirror, that there were no bees at all, instead, I discovered forests of trusty bristles which move about when I open or close my cake-hole.
So, with large tweezers in my right hand I gripped a thicket of said bristles in my right ear and gave them a tentative tug, only to notice in the mirror that my left ear sort of started to shrink inside itself. The more I tugged, the smaller my left ear became.
When I used the tweazers with my left hand, tugging at a thicket of bristles in my left ear, then the right ear started to shrink inside itself.

So, I decided to err on the side of caution and use a device that sort of resembles a mini chain-saw to remove the forests from the insides of my lug-'oles... and do you know what, everything seems so much louder now. 😊
 


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