A Memory of Socks
Long ago, in the before time, I was sitting in a meeting on casual Friday when the guy leading the meeting noticed my socks.
Guy: Hey, those are some fancy socks.
Me: Yeah, they were a gift from a friend.
Guy: What do the words say? Looks like there’s some words there.
Me: Oh, nothing. It’s silly.
Guy: What does it say?
Me (putting foot up on conference table): It says “This meeting is bullshit”.
General laughter, then an awkward silence.
Guy: Well, being that as it may, we should probably move on to item 4 on the agenda.
About The Author
Jeff Kennedy
Jeff Kennedy is a lifelong author and playwright, returning to writing after a long, unplanned hiatus. Jeff is a member of the Dramatists Guild. He is a past Thurber House and Erma Bombeck essay contest winner. Jeff’s short fiction has most recently appeared on 101Words and TheDrabble.