I recently attended a professional conference. Because I spend most of my time working from home in clothes that should never be seen in public, I had to find a professional looking outfit to wear.
With a nice jacket and pair of pants in hand, the only thing left was shoes.
Since I keep things forever, finding a pair of shoes was easy – a black pair of clogs. They were old but looked nice because I hadn’t worn them much.
I was ready to go.
When I arrived at the conference, a friend and I found a seat before the first speaker went to the podium.
The presentation was terrific – it was going to be a nice morning.
About halfway through, I left to use the restroom. As I was walking down the hall, I felt something strange on my feet. When I got to the bathroom, I looked down and was shocked to see that the top of my shoe had separated from the sole and was being held together by a single thread.
I wasn’t sure what I was going to do. I thought about asking for a rubber band to hold the shoe together, but it would stand out since the shoes were black. There was one thread still intact, so I curled my toes and kept walking.
Fortunately, my shoe stayed on through the end of the conference and all the way back to the car.
As we were leaving, I showed my friend what had happened only to discover that both shoes had fallen apart.
The bright side? I finally threw something out when I got home. Woohoo!
May the farce be with you!