Yesterday, as I was leaving work, my sandals broke. They were of the flip-flop nature and no matter how many staples and how much duck tape I used, I was unable to repair them and was forced to take drastic measures: I taped the shoe to my foot. In times like these, one is thankful that duck tape is offered in a clear glossy finish and not just the metallic matte of our parents heyday. I figured I would leave work, go to the drugstore on the corner and buy a cheap pair of rubber flip flops. Unfortunately, the drugstore was all out of flip flips and so I headed to the subway, the tape making a crinkling sound with each step I took. I got some good stares on the subway and then again when I walked in to the first shoe store that I could find. I acted quickly: I found a pair of shoes I liked, asked for my size and promptly tried them on. Ok, I tried IT on. I realized that in order to try the other shoe on, I would have to untape my foot. What if I didn't buy these shoes on the spot - how would I retape my foot and get to the next shoe store/home. I had to make an immiedite decision. I undid my foot from the duck tape's hold and slipped the other shoe on. Good enough. I asked the salesman to throw my old, decrepit shoes out and ring me up. Problem solved.
2 comments:
I love that this is not the first story you have posted about a mid-day wardrobe malfunction that has required an immediate purchase of replacement clothing.
and i love that you say "duck" tape. i guess when it's taped to your shoe, it "quacks" with each step you take.
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