Saturday began innocently enough. The plan was for Susie to get a cut and then we’d go grocery shopping. That was the plan…
Her appointment was at 10. After 15 minutes (and $30), we were done. Next stop was the Circle K around the corner for her morning Coke. Just 69 cents for a 44-ounce bladder buster.
But it was now just 10:30 and it is uncivilized to go grocery shopping at that hour. What to do, what to do…?
I made the fateful decision to pass the time at Beall’s, a “Florida living” department store. Since Susie’s retired and I will be soon, we rarely shop anymore. So we would “just look” and enjoy their air conditioning. Riiiight….!
In a sign of the weak economic time, the whole store was 30% percent off. I was not impressed. But, I’d had a number of …transcendant… experiences in their clearance shoe section and so we wandered there.
And there they were. Deer Stags in an “oyster” color which would go well with khaki / beige pants and also white. I did not have anything like them. The monster had awakened…. It was the first time this year that I had confronted an untractable foe: the Philippine Shoe Fetish.
Now many women are afflicted with this condition. But I am one of the rare men who suffers (enjoys?) it.
I have about 75 pairs of shoes, a count which excludes flip flops but which includes sandals. Except for some of the “casuals,” they are all leather. And, with few exceptions, I bought them all at $30 or less.
Undoubtedly, many of you are asking: how does a man amass a collection of 75 pairs of shoes? Many men have maybe just a half dozen.
I’m not sure how it happened myself. Looking at my collection, it appears I began with dress shoes with leather soles which I now almost never wear but cannot throw away. As casual dress shoes became popular, I moved into that category. A pair here, a pair there…and before I knew it – a closet full of shoes.
Over a year ago, I psychologically imprisoned my adversary. The desire to shop for shoes disappeared. I was happy with what I had. There was no need for another pair of shoes.
But as I looked at these Deer Stags, I began the rationalization. I had not bought new shoes this year. In fact, I couldn’t recall the last time I had bought new shoes.
I was not giving into my shoe fetish desire. These shoes would address a void in my collection. I void I had just become aware of… 😉
And then the factor I can rarely resist delivered the coup de gras. These shoes were a price I could not refuse. A price no sane person could refuse. The “sticker” was $55. But after all the various clearance discounts, the final price, was…. $7. How can anyone say “no” to brand name $55 shoes for $7? It would be an economic crime!
And so, for the first time this year, I bought a pair of shoes. And here they are…
I know that enquiring minds want to know, and so I will indulge them with some of my favorite shoes.
These are my only pair of boots. I only bought them because they’re snakeskin. Found them at a western and boot store which was going out of business in Gulfport, Mississippi, just down from our hotel. I made an exception to my “$30 or under” rule because they were boots and snakeskin. They were about $40.
Bought these online for $9.99. Free shipping. They go with most any color!
How could I come back from Spain, where shoes are King, without a pair of shoes. Genuine Spanish leather for about $10. Susie found a pair for her at the same store, also for under $10.
I was sold on these shoes because of the stitching on the side and the front. Very cool!
I’m the envy of all who see these Converse All Stars on a weekend. And just $14.99!
These Timberland shoes with a buckle are “different.” And I like to make a difference! 😉 Not only were they on sale one Black Friday but a coupon brought the price down to about $20. (Timberland’s stopped mailing me coupons.)
So now my secret is out….