Monday, December the 4th, 2006

(This is a true story from a bus stop. Well, mostly true.)

(To set the scene, let me tell you that the following happens as it is snowing… copiously.)

Screaming Cute Girl In Her Socks: Where the hell is the fucking bus?
SCGINHS: Where the fucking hell is the bus? My feet are killing me!

(Everyone looks at her like she’s a crazy person, and are tempted to ask her why she isn’t wearing the pair of shoes she’s HOLDING IN HER (cute) HANDS. And she glares back at everyone in turn.)

SCGINHS: WHAT? These’d never go with my pants!

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4 Responses to “The girl in the white socks”

  1. Michelle says:

    What? It’s the bus driver’s fault she’s an idiot?

  2. pundit says:

    In her defence, she was cute though.

  3. Michelle says:

    Hah, and this is where I start feeling old, because I don’t think idiots are cute at all. You’re going to rant and scream and fuss about a bus being late or whatever because it is SNOWING and your feet are cold, and you’ve got a perfectly good pair of SHOES in your HANDS but won’t put them on your FREEZING FEET because they don’t match your pants? Idiot! And furthermore, why didn’t she leave the house wearing shoes that matched her pants?

    /captain obvious

  4. me says:

    Maybe her rude boyfriend booted her out of his house saying “We make a match as much as your shoes make to your dress.” Never know.

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