Categories: oop-norf
Tags: w*rk
Date: 17 August 2004 22:35:33
Shoes really are an enormously large problem in my life at times. The simplicity of just going out and buying shoes seems something of a myth. It takes me months.
Yesterday one of my heals broke at work, and they were even relatively sensible heals. This provoked something of a problem as I couldn't actually walk in them. I spend the morning wandering around the office bare foot, and it isn't really the floor to do it on. In my wisdom (??) I decided to go and buy a new pair, any new pair that fitted and weren't too expensive, in my lunch break. I hopped on the free town bus to the Scholl shop as I have daft feet and need shoes to match. 20 minutes later I arrived hobbling at the shop - it only actually takes 5 minutes to walk there when I can walk. They had a cheap pair of shoes, tried them on, felt alright and were only £4.99. Bargain, I thought. Not really tho. I got to the end of the road and I was falling out of them. Oops. That meant hobbling around all the shoe shops until I could find something else. My feet just don't fit into shoes. I started at one end of town and slowly worked my way through almost everywhere that sold shoes until the last possible place. In my despair, after two hours of hunting, I bought some cheap (ish) shoes cos I could actually get my feet into them. By the end of the day at work I was regretting this decision. The blisters will take a while to go down. The shoes are very pretty tho...
Things didn't improve when I got home. I was already aware that my trusty Dr Martens were dying but thought I should check the state of them to see how long I had left. This wasn't one of my smartest plans. I think, on closer inspection, they are dead. :-( It really is the end of an era. I've had them for nearly three years but the soles are split, the lining is gone and the stitching is coming undone.
The reason I invested in my lovely Dr Martens a while back was the fact that shoe shopping is such a nightmare. I went to the DM shop and found a solid pair of shoes that were comfortable. This combination is almost priceless. Before that (and in fact since) when I've bought shoes I expect them to last about 60 - 90 days. That's it. The problem is that the shop I bought them in is no longer there and the style was limited edition. I've tried other DMs and can't wear lots of them so my hunt needs to start again.
I started looking earnestly on Sunday and found nothing, yesterday was no help and the internet isn't much better. Because I try and put off shopping for my main pair of shoes at all costs, this is not going to be something I enjoy. It may well take months and in the meantime my feet will slowly but surely get more damaged and painful. It's taken about three years and a decent pair of shoes to get them sorted. ARGH.
It's amazing how stressful lack of a decent pair of shoes can be. :-(
Changing the subject entirely, I think that maybe trying a full time job was a bit too much of a commitment. I'm fine doing 40 - 60 hours work a week as long as it's varied. Three jobs suits me down to the ground if one or more is voluntary, but the same job 5 days a week. It's not good. Or at least this job isn't good. This is the 6th week I've been there and I still don't have a desk and computer set up. Humpf.
Anyway, I'm *SO* tired at the moment that if I don't get some sleep I may well have a relapse. That would really *not* be a cunning plan.
Night all.