Cold Feet on Mournday Morning

Washing my socks is something that I forget most weekends. But the stink was so potent last night that I had no choice but to give a quick wash to a pair, hoping that they would be dry by morning.

No such luck. I'm wearing wet socks to office today...and this isn't the first time.

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