
Sadly, if the commenter had been less anonymous, I mighta sent him/her a pair of socks so he/she could try them out and see for him/herself. Swiftwick has been very, very good to me (thank you Garrett Morris), and honestly I don't keep all the socks that come my way. I've yet to wear-out a pair of them yet (even the ones I consider go-to's or the ones I wear to work in the winter), so I had some I coulda sent you, Mr/Ms Hater. Too late now, as I'm sure I'd get a lot of commenters claiming to be the $19 fucking sock hater.
I've been drinking a lot of this beer lately:
It costs almost $12 a six-pack. A $12 fucking six pack. I guess I could always buy this instead:Two, not one, but two twelvers of The Beast for $12. That's a bargain... if you like shitty tasting beer with half the alcohol content (4.5% VS 9.0%) and a third the pretentiousness. I'm too old and financially secure to drink The Beast, and I'm not gonna spend any of my money on what used to be my favorite beer when I was in college 20 years ago ($4.11 per twelve - tax included in 1991).
Why buy a $19 pair of fucking socks when you can get 18 pairs for the same price?


That's right, BUY.
If I had to buy my socks (and fortunately, I don't) I'd still own in the neighborhood of 2-3 pairs of Swiftwicks. Why?
I own a $140 helmet. My rigid crabon frok goes for @ $400 on the open market. My XTR pedals retail for more than a tricked out, top of the line (for Kmart) Mongoose full suspension bike.

Things that are low in priority to me see little, if any, funding. I still have a tubed TV, I bundle my money/ID/credit cards together with a 13 year old binder clip, and I've got about $10 tied up in my office furniture.

And whether I pay for my socks or not, I still freak out when my favorite pair ends up separated on laundry day. As Dough says, "Two socks enter, one sock leaves."

And as promised...
Senior year. Mullet (bleached), silk running shorts, Swatch, PV Lakers trucker hat, and de-sleeved t-shirt, Awesome in the making. My entire outfit (minus the Swatch) costs less than a pair of Swiftwicks. I had yet to taste The Beast... what a future I had laid out ahead of me.
$19 for a pair of fucking socks?