My sad black shoe.
My sad black shoe.I got my mum to send my black dress shoes for repair. They cost bloody much when I first got them, and it was a shared cost thing with my mum so I got really bummed when they needed repair. Anyway, the point of really expensive dress shoes is partly the quality of the leather above, and partly the leather sole. I got a shoe with replaceable soles, cos I know I'll be wearing them out during dancing. They cost slightly less than an iPod Mini.
So my mum sent them to this street cobbler who covered my whole sole in rubber and made like brush marks on the uppers as well. When I saw them I nearly cried. It was some $28 insult! And the best thing of all, is that I can't use them for dance anymore because they stick like glue to the floor because of the rubber. Yay mum.
posted by Downhere. @ 10:55 pm
6 Comments:
Awww man.. that is such a bummer!
*hugs*
hope u feel better soon mate.. =)
Your a stupid English limey bastard!
Ya'll right ya skanky dawg!
I'm a lil'my sli'my bas'turd.
:D
Who the hell thinks my darling's a bastard? =P How dare you! He's not even English! =P
Not me, but I have a lot of viruses on my computer and I am sharing a lot of them with you.
Maybe not English, but something.
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