Ode to my Work Shoes

I remember the day I got trained at Carinos, they recommended I got shoes from Payless because they were a decent price. So I went and found me some shoes. Those dear shoes have stuck by me, day by day, minute by minute, as they were filled to the top with grease, cut down the side, my toes eventually would start sticking out and you could probably recognize my toe nail polish (especially if my sock had a hole in it). They were with me through my days of pregnancy when my fat feet would barely fit into them, probably explaining all the holes. They helped bring me to tables that I loved or tables that I would rather throw my shoes at.

We need to take a minute to appreciate these shoes because I never bought new ones. I could never bring myself to purchase another $30 pair of shoes that would just get ripped apart again. So to my dismay and pure joy Bren threw them away. It was sad to see them go because it ends my joy at Carinos, which I dearly miss. I have to give a shout out to all my work buddies that I won't see again (well maybe who knows). I miss all you guys so much and had such a blast working there. We'll always think of you and hopefully when the Malad pass is not covered with pure ice maybe we will take the three hour trek up and visit.

P.S. You know how we always had nightmares about work...yeah it doesn't stop once you stop working. It is horrible.