The Ugly Shoes

About three months ago I hurt my heel very badly in a freak accident. I slipped downstairs, managed to save myself from an undignified landing at the bottom, but in the process gouged a rather large hole in the back of my left heel.

This meant I couldn’t wear shoes for well over a month. It would have been fine if it was summer, but it was right at the start of a wet and cold winter. It was absolutely impossible to get my foot in a shoe with all the bandages to start with, but any foolish attempt to do so caused such excruciating agony I yelped in pain.

What a look. It was hardly more excruciating to my spirit!

I came to the unhappy conclusion that I had to purchase some slides. And wear them with thick socks (since it was so cold). Of course, I refused to spend a great deal of money on ugly shoes that I would never wear again – for I knew after spending several weeks in them I would never want to see them again. These camel dung coloured slides, made from polyurethane, cost $10 at a nearby discount chemist. I had to buy them in a size larger than I normally wear just to get them on.

What a look. It was hardly more excruciating to my spirit! It was also an unhappy event for my work colleagues who enjoy my shoe wardrobe almost as much as I do.

Overjoyed when I returned to the shoe stylishness to which I was accustomed, I celebrated by unceremoniously tossing the offensive slides in the bin. Good riddance! And may I never have to endure such a soul-destroying experience again.