Wednesday, November 3, 2010

My little black pumps

A little fun fact for you: I have bought, in the past 2 years, about 15 pairs of the exact same black pump shoe from Nine West. They are perfect.  I don’t bother trying them on anymore when I’m buying a new pair. I just go to the counter, order a 7 ½, pay, and leave. No lolly-gagging. Just a quick explanation to the salesperson. Trust me. I’ve owned 14 pairs of this same shoe. I KNOW they fit. They are my “go-to” shoe. They’re stylish enough to wear out with a pair of jeans, but still business-friendly for the workplace.  One flaw… they don’t last. In about a month’s time, that graceful tap they make on the marble floor of our downtown office building turns into the most annoying clack you’ve ever heard.  It’s seriously one of my biggest pet-peeves.  I can spot (or rather hear) aged shoes for miles.  Can they not hear that their 4” stilettos are begging to be thrown away? The nail has worn to the nub – it’s time to give them up.  I’ve learned over the years that this dilemma permeates throughout every price point.  It doesn’t matter if you own $800 Jimmy Choo’s or $29.99 no-names. They all have a shelf life.  The shelf life for my shoes is about a month, depending on what client that I’m working on for the duration.  I’ll keep this secret for client confidentiality purposes, but seriously, one of our client’s really needs to think about resurfacing their parking lot. HELLO!?! You’re costing your employees at least an extra $600/year in shoes. It’s SO frustrating! What’s also frustrating? I dreamt last night that upon my exit of one of our client’s buildings, I tripped, and scuffed up my new shoes. My brand new shoes.  They still made the perfect tap on the marble floor, but now, they had this ridiculous hole on the top of the shoe. Great… there goes another Ben Franklin.

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