SH: Hey! There's only one sock! Where's the other one?
Me: In the basement on the drying rack.
SH: There's always a missing sock with you!
Me: If you want to be in charge of the laundry, feel free to take over.
SH: I make sure socks are matched at every step of the laundry process: going into the washer, going into the dryer, going onto the line.
SH: I must say you don't lose socks. They just get mismatched for a period of time. When I was living with [my ex], there was this basket of random mismatched socks. We'd go through it every now and then.