The Omen
As I sit here at the coffee shop in the mall, where I’m usually found from 1:00 pm to 3:00 pm, Sunday to Thursday, I am beginning to get cold feet… No, I’m not apprehensive about anything. I’m talking about the real/physical/literal cold feet. My feet are freezing and my toes feel like friggin’ popsicles.
"Why is that?", you may ask as you read this nonsensical rambling of my puny brain. Well, it’s because I have just finished washing my feet, on account of it getting dirty as I’ve been running around the office all morning barefoot, due to the most recent tragedy of me ripping my slippers. Yep, I am a slipper ripper. Rhyme away, my dear friends. Rhyme away.
Now, this really isn’t something that I’d normally write about, however, while I was at the pool yesterday where I usually am found from 6:30 pm to 7:30 pm, Sunday to Thursday and 3:00 pm to 5:00 pm, Saturday, I ripped my other slipper. My favorite black wedge thingies. (And the saddest thing about it is I looked so hot wearing those, darn it.)
Two of my old-reliable/will-go-with-anything slippers, gone. And it happened two days in a row.
As I stare into my currently taped-up beaded goldies (Yeah, I know. So squatterly fashionable, right? Ewww.), I can’t help but ask myself and my imaginary friend why all of this happened. My imaginary friend thinks that it’s because I have invisible blades on the soles of my feet. I, on the other hand, think that it’s an omen. Yes, an omen. And I know that it’s not in my nature to be superstitious, but I really do believe in my heart of hearts that me ripping two slippers in two consecutive days is a sign…
…A sign that I should stop being such a cheapskate and stop buying brandless shoes…
Bow.
Note: Apologies for the business-like writing blah blah with matching "timings", getting asked to type 124567890 memos a day does that to your blogging skills.
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Brandless slippers are the best…. Don’t stop buying ‘em. Just be more carefule, Lol.
…It’s okay shoes wears out… They don’t last forever. Maybe it’s really their time to be thrown out. Maybe you’ve outgrown them. Or maybe… It’s just time for you to get a new pair. Whatever the reason is. Don’t be sad about it. Hihi Love you
Awww… Thanks, Iswitipay, maybe you’re right. Love you, too!
haha!so just buy a new one that looks the same,smells the same, and feels the same. pretty much the same thing only newer?and probably coming from the same manufacturer, distributor and wholesaler. trust me,after doing this, maybe you wont feel so bad.only fearful of its inevitable breaking.hahha.
hahaha… my sandals got ripped of too.. in fact it happened just last week.. hehe… but hey, dont stop buying brandless shoes - they’re cheaper.. joke! but really… ^_^
@Mark Jayson: Sige, I’ll go and get them. Baba ako mamaya sa Carrefour. Nyahahaha.
@Sen: Slipper Ripper! Let’s unite and form a club. LMAO.
i should be buying you shoes from Holland, wooden shoes that is. labyu!
Papi! You’re so full of kalohan like da aders. LMAO. Punta muna ako Carrefour, hanapin ko si Bigbird. LMAO. Wish you were here for Thanksgiving…
Mishu. Labyu. Mwah!