I'm a hypocrite

So we were shoe shopping. Which, guys, you know means following your beloved around saying, "no it's fine, babe, we can look at flats, too." All the while trying not to fall asleep. Whatever. So I see this woman next to Jen just trying on shoes willy nilly. No socks. OK this is the pacific northwest folks, we wear fucking socks with our sandals. OK I don't. I had my sandals on. So I'm so ticked off at her I twitter it.

Then we're headed out and Jen shows me they have new balance's in super wide for the extra double flat fucking foot that I am. I'm all man cool. So I try one on. Oh fuck me now I'm the bitch. How'd that happen. I would be lying if I told you I didn't try to try the footie. I wouldn't be lying if I told you I failed to use the footie, 'cause what the fuck is that thing? No it isn't going on my foot. Fuck you, I'll just buy each and every one I try on. They were good prices.

From there we headed to the book store where I saved a life. You can read about it on Jen's blog here.