I was IMing with a friend yesterday and we hit one of those amazing Instant Message Speedbumps that brings the entire conversation to a crashing halt. I was describing the detritus that seeps out of the Children's rooms and onto the living room floor on a daily basis: backpacks, school books, non-school books (MORE non-school books, thank you Book Child...), papers, pencils, several dirty socks and, even though it's October, flip-flops.
Only I didn't say flip-flops or even thongs (which is unfortunately all too easy to confuse with another item of clothing altogether), I used the name I was taught as a child - Geetocks. I don't even know how to spell the thing, I just know how it sounded. Every summer my sister and I would be bought a pair of plastic, foam soled geetocks. No one else used that term and I have no idea where it came from but yesterday it bubbled up out of my subconscious and typed itself into the message.
Needless to say it turned the conversation a little bit.
Friend: erm... what?
Me: Geetocks, you know, geetocks. GEEEEEE-tocks.
Friend: Which are... no, it sounds like some kind of food. Something green and a little slimy but with stringy bits as well.
Me: Like okra?
Friend: Yeah! Only it's plural isn't it... maybe it's an illness.
Me: Oooh - with phlegm, because there's something about geetocks that just implies phlegm. Plus it's fun to type together... hey, gotta tissue? 'cause I got the geetocks and I'm all full of phlegm...
Friend: Nah, I think it's like an infestation of something, some sort of horrible little animal that scuttles.
Me: I HAVE to call the exterminator. This place is simply crawling with geetocks.
Friend: So... what are they anyway?
She was terribly disappointed when I told her.
Wait until she finds out what I mean when I ask for a rubber policeman.