I think of Katy Anne whenever I put on socks, especially if said socks are starting to get worn out and/or have holes in them. Why? Because when we were in high school, I complained one day of having a hole in the toe of my (white crew) sock*. Katy said, "Just turn it around."
I stared at her, dumbfounded.
She again told me to turn it around. I blinked and said, "But then it wouldn't fit right because the heel of the sock would be in the wrong place."
"Oh," she said. "I don't have that problem; I wear tube socks."
|"Cats in tube socks" yielded this image. Google you never fail me.|
*We went to a private, parochial school complete with uniforms; hence, all of our socks were also the same.