Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Get a Pair

            I was starting to feel kind of ordinary. I couldn't put a finger on it. I was blending in a bit too much, and frankly, I'm not used to that. I want to blend in when I want to blend in, but I don't want to blend in because people blend me in, and people were blending me in. I was practically invisible.
           Through a series of events, none of which were all that interesting, I found myself buying shoes at a high-end department store. I bought a pair of black Italian shoes that were on sale for forty-five dollars. The shoes have changed my standing in life considerably. I look a lot nicer. And between you and me, people notice. "Nice shoes," are words I'm becoming familiar with. Now, when I walk into a room people look down at my feet, and when you look at someone's feet there's a good chance you'll notice the rest of them on the way up.
           And that's what's happening to me. I'm wearing the same clothes, just different shoes. The shoes are magic. I highly recommend a pair of nice shoes if you're going unnoticed. The results have been astounding.