After the washing fairy has washed and dried the clothes, and it comes to sorting. I always seem to end up with the mismatched pairs, or the ones that have matching holes in the toe. His excuse: Your socks are always shorter than mine, and I have the softer ones. This problem is not helped by the fact that I like men's business socks.
In response I have just bought 3 new 3 packs of socks for me. Count them! And not only that, I am going to monogram them so he can't claim them as his own.