Thursday, 9 April 2009

Well, what would you have done?

I've spent the last few days at an education conference and found it both interesting and exhausting. I met a lot of new contacts, put several names to faces and came away feeling I had learned from the experience. Although I wouldn't go as far as putting it on my list of Fun Things To Do During the Easter Break.

Btw, this is a photo from the conference and if you look very carefully you can just pick me out. Yep, that's me up there in the top left hand corner....dark hair, face partly obscured by a booklet!

On the first day I was finding my way to the conference hall and feeling a bit lost as I hadn't met up with anyone I knew. So I was relieved to see a familiar face - a woman I had met at a recent conference in Leeds where we had spent most of the two days sitting together and chatting during lunches, breaks, etc.

As I greeted her quite enthusiastically (Oh, I'm so glad to see someone I actually know...How are you?.... where are you sitting?.... are you on your own too? ) I noticed a strange look come over her face. She looked at me and said "Have we met before?" Erm....yes, we have. At Leeds? Still no sign of recognition. She looked over my shoulder and said hello to someone she really did know. I took this as my cue to slowly slink into the background. Well, what would you have done?

Yesterday I sat at a large shared table for lunch and was joined by a man who immediately introduced himself. He was really friendly and interested in my opinions on the conference. We chatted for an enjoyable half hour or so before he asked if I would like a coffee, as he was going to get one for himself. As he stood up to get the coffees I noticed he was wearing white socks. If I tell you that the socks put me off him, what does that tell you about me?

a) I'm waaaayy too picky;
b) I'm spot on. No man in his right mind wears white socks with black shoes.
c) This is one of the reasons I've been single for 6 years.

I know, I know. Give it to me straight.

22 comments:

Jane said...

I agree with you, I am afraid.

Maternal Tales said...

That is a heinous crime and you are oh so right! Better to be single than with someone who wears white socks (unless of course they are just off to play tennis)

BTW - one of my pet hates is people who don't remember me. How dare they?!

see you there! said...

White socks? Poor guy. Well at least you saw them, I might not have noticed until our third date.

Darla

notSupermum said...

Wow, I was expecting more support for the white sock man! Yay, I was right then?!

Maternal Tales said...

I can't imagine anyone would support a white sock man - and if they did, they would probably keep it quiet!

Audi said...

Most likely the white socks were only the tip of the iceberg; his closet probably contains even worse sins. What if he also wears sweats in public, or owns a pair of Crocs??!

Mervat said...

You are *SO* right about the socks!

notSupermum said...

Maternal Tales, I think you're probably right!

Audi - yes, imagine the horrors that lie within his wardrobe?

Mervat - funny isn't it, how there has been global condemnation of white socks? I hadn't realised it was such a worldwide issue!

grumpyoldwoman said...

The only thing worse than white socks with black shoes is socks and sandals.

More than Just a Mother said...

White socks - a heinous crime. Thank God you spotted them before the after conference drinks made you too squiffy to notice. A man who wears white socks is certain to leave them on during sex.

that girl? said...

White socks? NO WAY! (Look you made me use shouty capital letters!) I mean he was friendly where the rude woman was clearly suffering from Not Being A Women's Woman syndrome... but that does not excuse white socks! With you all the way!

Yummy Mummy said...

I'm going to have to go against the tide on this one. If I had judged the husband on his first date apparel I never would have even made it out the door. 8 years later and a major style overhaul he is still very much the man I met with a much more appropriate wardrobe.

Oh and nerve of that woman. Rude. I would have positioned myself near her an completely ignored her.

I think the best part is that it sound like you are "looking" even if white socks man didn't pass the first test!

Cheers to you.

xoxo
ym

La Belette Rouge said...

I understand your aversion to white socks. I hate them.

rosiescribble said...

Sorry, white socks are a no-no!!

notSupermum said...

So, it's unanimous then? White socks are a crime against fashion, and even Yummy Mummy who clearly has more patience than me made sure her man had a style 'overhaul' before she married him!

Sunday said...

White socks?!? Obviously he was also a 'Harry High Pants' type of guy to reveal this, another crime of epic proportions! Maybe we should compile a list of other warning signs to look out for? I've always struggled with the 'man-bag', for starters.

Bev said...

completely agree, i mean what else would would you find is wrong, to be honest it is too much hard work getting them straightened up, took me 15 years to get hubby something like right lol

Polly said...

Oh no white socks are definitely a no go zone...

notSupermum said...

Sunday, a Harry High Pants? ROFL! Love it. And I love the idea of the warning signs list, I might just start one off!

Bev, you're absolutely right it IS too much like hard work getting them sorted.

Polly, hello there! Glad to hear you also hate white socks!

Sunday said...

OK, another one for the Harry High Pants No-No List - I recently went out for dinner at a fairly smart restaurant with a man, who at the time of settling the bill, pulled out one of those discount vouchers. Not on a first date. Not even on a second date, in my books. Preferably not ever, unless we were a) extremely senior citizens, b)in our teens and/or c)impoverished students.

Am I too harsh?

notSupermum said...

No, not too harsh Sunday. That's just plain embarrassing. Did he at least look embarrassed?

Sunday said...

Sadly no! He was actually pretty pleased with the saving! I wanted the floor to swallow me up, and the only good thing about it (other than the food which was fab), was that I didn't see anyone I knew at the time!