What Kati Did Next: Sock it to the (angry) man in your life

Reporter: Kati Williamson
Date published: 22 July 2008


I found myself angry with “him indoors” the other day. Very angry actually.

I had been pushed to the end of my tether, the camel’s back had broken under the weight of the straw and I just snapped.

So I undertook the most gruesome of punishments. I didn’t pair his socks when the washing came off the line.

I know, I feel awful. I didn’t mean to do it officer. I just saw red.

However, it occurred to me after a while that I wasn’t taking this punishment thing seriously.

I know women who don’t speak to their partners for weeks. Some scratch cars or even cut up suits.

So I thought I would take the matter in hand and discuss new and delightful ways of punishing my man-friend with my girlfriends, in the hope of developing an improved list.

Amazingly number two was not putting a kiss at the end of a text, cruel I admit but unfortunately for me the non-pairing of socks turned out to be number one. Really? Do we all do it? I thought only I did.

Women may not have united on the vote but my, haven’t we’ve taken to heart the non-pairing of socks. Clearly we all agree it’s fun to watch them scrabbling around for a matching pair three days after an argument.

It seems to me that everything else is just a bit too extreme and a bit too expensive.

If I cut up his suits, he’d buy a new one on our credit card.

If I scratch his car, he’d have it fixed on our credit card.

Do you see the pattern?

I’ve always wondered why men never cut up women’s clothes. Is it because they know we’d thoroughly enjoy stocking up on a new wardrobe? There’s no punishment in that now, is there.

At the end of the day we men and women want to get along don’t we?

Living together isn’t easy because you have two people wanting different things.

It’s all about give and take yeah? Compromise, isn’t it?

Surely, the main thing is that you communicate.

Hold on a minute, when he’s angry with me, he always leaves the toilet seat up. Well, well, well, we’re all at it aren’t we.

Right then, next time I’ll pair his socks. I’ll even put them in his drawer.

But none of the colours will match. That’ll hit him where it hurts.