The catch phrases, sucks to be me or sucks to be you, is often uttered by kids. Okay, I suppose, kids should be defined as people younger than me, but really, the phrase is generally said by kids under the age of thirty. It is used when bad things happen to a person, and depending on whether the bad thing is happening to the person speaking or to the person being spoken to, which of the phrases is used.
Which brings me to the point of this title. For the most part, most people consider me to be pretty conservative, especially in dress. Early in my pharmacy career, one of the ways I showed my professionalism and my status as a pharmacist, rather than a clerk/cashier (there were few pharmacy technicians then), was to "dress for success". While I always dressed neatly, professionally (and in my pharmacy coat), I started to wear suits, skirts and blouses, or dresses. Even when I wore pants on order receiving days, they were dress pants. In other words, I dressed differently than most of my counterparts, and dressed to look more mature than I was (and thus, have some differentiation from the other employees). At first, I realized that I had to learn to look older because I once had a patient call the local pharmacy group about the "little girl who was filling prescriptions...is that legal?" I know this because I was called by the local group to verify that I was really a pharmacist, but I digress.
It worked, and I continued this practice for most of my career until I started to work for another company. Apparently, times had changed; women were accepted as pharmacists, and clothing mores had changed. It had become more relaxed, and most of the women wore dress pants regularly. In fact, a few actually asked why I always wore dresses, and basically said I should wear pants. By then, most of my wardrobe consisted of skirts, dresses, and the like. Eventually I switched over to pants, and with it switched over to wearing socks instead of hose.
At first, my socks were typically navy blue or black to match my pants, but eventually, I discovered socks with designs. From plain socks my sock wardrobe flourished. My first forays into un-plain socks were very sedate designs, but eventually I had socks of various hues (who cared if they matched the pants...they weren't ever seen unless I showed them off), socks with seasonal themes, and more. I had socks with rubber ducks, socks with fringes, socks with stripes, socks with cats, to name but a few.
These socks allowed me to have a wild side even while still being conservative. I collected them; friends gave me socks as presents, and because of this, I had quite a few until just recently. Suddenly, many of my socks are wearing out. Although I have received a few at Christmas (mostly Christmas-themed socks), I am finding that I am running out of socks. My socks are developing holes in heels and toes. I am throwing away pair after pair, and my sock drawer is slowly emptying. Right now, it socks to be me because it is harder to find a matching pair. I may have to go out and purchase some or start wearing two different socks...they don't have to match, I guess!
It could be a new trend...non-matching socks! I'd be even more wild, less conservative--I guess it doesn't sock to be me!
Causes Nancy Smith Supports
Doctors without Borders
American Diabetes Association