argyle socks

As many of you know, I am a man of many passions. And by passions, I mean strange obsessions. One of these "passions" is Argyle socks (like I said, strange obsessino). Argyle socks are, in my opinion, the coolest things ever. Definitely the coolest type of socks every made. I own quite a few pairs of Argyle socks and count them as some of my dearest possessions. Tonight I decided to chronicle my love of these socks through photography. Here are all my pairs.

So I was recently on service in the NICU for a month. My team consisted of me, Phoebe (another resident), Dr. Saunders (our attending/boss) and Kevin (a NICU fellow). Early on, we learned that Phoebe and I shared to some extent a love of argyle socks. I would even talk about my socks on rounds. Then one day Phoebe and Dr. Saunders both wear argyle socks to work. But alas! I was on call and had worn normal, white ankle socks. However, I had forgotten my ID badge at home. I either had to beg people to let me in to the NICU or call rooms for 30 hours, pretend to be Phoebe and use her ID, or go home and get my ID. I opted for going home. While I was home, though, I did pick up a pair of Argyle socks to complete the team. Here we are.

That's a lot of Argyle. Here is the sock by sock breakdown.


Don't worry, Phoebe actually does have two feet. I'm not sure where her other foot went cause I'm pretty sure it was there at work. So the moral of the story is that Argyle socks rock. On a side note, I want to make a sock puppet for work but it would be too difficult to pick a sock to say goodbye to.