It started innocently enough. A lone sock, a lone sock drawer, and a sense of impending doom. It was 6:30 AM on a fateful Monday morning, and the world was still reeling from the weekend's events. Our hero, a brave soul named Bob, stumbled into the kitchen to find his sock drawer in disarray.
Disclaimer: The events described below are entirely fictional and any resemblance to real events is purely coincidental. Or is it?
As he reached for his favorite coffee mug, he was met with a sight that defied explanation: a sea of solo socks, a rainbow of colors, a symphony of textures, and a sense of pure, unadulterated chaos.
The world, as we know it, would never be the same. Sock drawers across the globe would never be the same. The fabric of reality itself seemed to unravel, like a poorly knitted sweater.
And so, the Committee on Sock Drawer Safety and Regulation was formed. Their mission: to restore order to the universe, one sock at a time.
Learn more about the Committee's efforts and the trials they faced in Minute 4: The Sock Drawer Inspectors But for those who want to go back in time, visit our archives and relive the horror of Minute 2: The Great Sock Heist Back to Committee Agendas