Posted: Jul 8, 2008 1:02 pm
I remember being 3 years old at that store, maybe I was 5, but the main poit is this is how I began to resent interaction with other people.
I had to try on all these shoes I didn't want, and the shoe salesman, and my mom asked me if I liked them.It seems this didn't matter,and why would I be asked if I liked the shoes when they knew it wasn't up to me anyway.
Typical shopping with women,pointless!
So I had the priviledge on trying on some "Calholic school-girl" saddle shoes, and they were the ones I liked, but I still didn't get em'.
What the hell was the reason for asking if I liked them or not?
The next time mom tried to make me buy shoes there, I freaked out so loud she didn't make me go in there any more.
When I was arround 12, or 13 I saw that the big shoe had been torn down, and I said to my mom"...oh, it's too bad they tore that down...", that's when she reminded me of the saddle shoes episode!