A Roll of the Eyes

I went by Kohl’s yesterday in search of some shoes that I could wear with capris, jeans and khakis this summer. I have a pair of birkenstock sandals but those aren’t exactly office-ready. Say what you will about those of us who wear birkenstocks and I’ll point to my feet and say “look how happy they are”. And, as someone who has suffered through plantar fasciitis, I’ll wear whatever shoe I need to so that my feet don’t hurt. Because there is nothing worse on this planet then waking up and hoping that the three seconds you spend stretching your foot muscles out will be enough because you really have to go to the bathroom and stepping out of bed and into the bathroom should not be akin to walking on red-hot molten lava.

Kohl’s had nothing but open-toed shoes and since I’m not one for pedicures, I don’t take to wearing open-toed shoes at work.

I decided to go to Payless and see what they had. I ended up with two pairs of shoes and I don’t really expect them to last for longer than the summer but at a ridiculously low price I don’t mind. The shoes I’m wearing today are technically mules but they have little cut-outs on the sides so it sort of looks summery. And, I can take my shoes off under my desk and no one is the wiser.


This whole winding story is to get us to when I was waiting in line to pay for my shoes. The woman in front of me was upset about something and I felt like saying honey-you-are-at-payless-don’t-expect-much-you-should-be-happy-the-shoes-don’t-crumble-as-soon-as-you-step-out-of-the-store. But, instead I adopted the stare straight ahead at nothing stance and ignored the cashier’s eye-roll extravaganza.

If you are still reeling from the birkenstock revelation, here’s another one for you. I really like grapenuts. I admitted that in a meeting once and had someone look at me and say that I had totally shattered their image of me. I’m not sure what that image was, but I like all manner of weird/odd texture/taste things. I could go on about how much better tonic water is than club soda because of the quinine.

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