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I got new shoes.

elmo want new shoes! |
At any point in time I generally have three, maybe four pairs of shoes. I wear them until they fall apart at the seams. Literally. The straps on my sandals recently decided to part company with the rest of the shoe, and the soles on my dress shoes had split right across the middle (not much of a big deal except for when I step in a puddle accidentally).
Our paychecks arrived and Lisa dragged me out to go shoe shopping. Got myself a nice pair of brown clunky office shoes -- you know the type. Formal enough to get by in an office, casual enough so I can wear them elsewhere.
I know, I know, booooooooring.
Hey, new shoes are important. Shoes are the prime indicator of your financial status. People look at your shoes and determine exactly how much you are worth and how they should treat you. You got bad shoes -- you got no money. You got nice shoes -- you got money.
Seriously. Even rich guys slumming around in shorts and tank tops... check out how clean and new their Nikes are. My sneakers usually have that 'lived in for a decade or so' look.
Of course, Lisa got two pairs of shoes.
Shoes? You're kidding me.
Mom Rating: 5 out of 5. Mom likes to hear I'm doing well in my life and keeping my feet dry.
Big Brother note: Caught up by reading all the old news stuff on the website. Jordan seems to be crying a lot. Still, I hope they kick Mega-Bastard off first.
Survivor! note: They're taking advance orders on the book already. Sheesh. Then again, my birthday is coming up...
Yesterday
you didn't talk about shoes...
What's
next on the agenda?
Take me home, big fella
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