Save the Socks

My shoes have waged a sneaky campaign against their greatest enemies...my socks. This campaign was so sneaky that I didn't realize it was happening. I thought that after years of faithful service my socks had worn out. I was constantly tugging at them. I would look down to find them all bunched up around the middle of my foot. I started throwing them out despite the fact that this was happening with some of my favorite socks.

I didn't figure out that the problem was in my shoes until today ... after throwing away at least 3 pair of really comfy socks. I finally realized that this was only happening with my black socks ... which I only wear with my black shoes. Curses! I may be able to rescue one or two pairs of socks from my bedroom trash can - nothing nasty goes in there, well except dirty but still perfectly good socks.

Looks like I'm a-going shoe shopping this weekend. What are the odds that Ingles sells shoes?