As The Shoe Turns

As the shoe turns....

I reflect on what a week this has been. It started off well and then the shoes all got a little nutty. Par for the course! It all began early in the week when several of the other shoes in the closet of various types...canvas, leather, cloth, dressy , casual began to leave and never to return. This made the ferragamo shoes really antsy. The ferragamos already have a host of personality issues ranging from being obsessive to high strung. So the ferragamos were in full gear panic mode by the time I got in on Monday. Luckily I have seen it all before. My motto is never take the crazy on! If someone is over the top...let that stay with them. Don't take it on. You cannot. They will only drag you down to their level and then beat you over the head and beat you down with their experience.

There was a lot of misplaced blame directed toward me for things that had nothing to do with me. I just looked and took no responsiblity for it! The first thing was the bad behavior of one of the various others who were leaving. Somehow that was my fault. Nuts! The next was the water vendor.

With the water vendor, I am just a small pair of shoes in the office..small but nice..Gucci! The ferragamos contracts with a water vendor to come and fill the coolers every 2 weeks or so. The water vendor came in on his day....I do not know the schedule but I was the only pair of shoes in the office. I am not privy to the contract or conditions. I assume he is showing up based on whatever the ferragamos and the company have agreed to . Normally the water vendor comes and looks for empty plastic containers, takes them and replaces them with full. Not a word to me is ever said.

Ferragamos is now mad because the water guy came and he did not want water this week. Who knew? Not me. How would I know? Why did he not call the company and cancel the order or change a schedule? So it is now my fault he has more water than he needs. He implied if it happened again I would be paying for water.

Yes! Insane! I do work with insane shoes! More to come later as the shoe turns!

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe! ~~Aileen Mehle~~

The Office Shoe Roundup

Well...this week has been a social awakening for me. I feel like the odd shoe out. Mainly because the others here are so uncultured. Really. I am not kidding. Ghettofab is not really speaking after I told her that popping her pimples at her desk was not appropriate. She feels my telling her that was not right. Please. The big boss has been crazy...yelling at people. He better not come to me with that. I yell back! My immediate supervisor is a puzzle. You can't quite figure her out. The only thing I know is that she wears the same pair of shoes just about daily...winter or summer. A pair of black low heeled mules. Toes out. I am tired of looking at those thing.

Today ghettofab came in socks with her flip flops. A little while ago I saw her in cheap high heels. For most of the day she has been slip sliding around in socks. The nerve of some! Cannot they wear proper clothes to the office! They are slack and tacky shoes!

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Gross Office Shoes

Today I woke up and it feels like fall. It is actually 68 degrees! It feels great. No AC will be needed in the house or the car! I wonder what Ghettofab will be wearing in the way of shoes today. She of course is a co-worker who is very obese and her shoes are a problem. She wears an actual size ten shoe but her feet are so very wide due to fat that she buys a size 11 just to get her feet to fit into any shoe. Then there is a big gap because they are too long. She wears heels...no....she brings heels to work to put on for about 2 minutes if she needs to go in front of the public. Normally she wears cheap flipflops everyday.

She shuffles along literally and I am always telling her to pick up her feet as she shuffles by my desk. Her gait is always very slow because of her size. She cannot move fast at all. Sometimes she gets on my last nerve as her hygiene and etiquette are something to be desired. Popping pimples at her desk, using dental floss at her desk, burping, farting in public. Makes me queasy to be around her too long. And you know what? She does not care..not one lick about what anyone thinks about her poor body habits. She has no intention of changing anything either. I have tried to tell her about correctness and what is and not appropriate in public situations. She likes being gross! That is all I can think.

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~