Musings on music, sports, life in general from Quincy, Illinois.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Tight Shoes

So I'm over at the Kingsridge pool last Sunday and everything is hunky dory. Monday I'm taking the dogs for a stroll and my shoes, white New Balances, feel tight on my feet. 

I get two pairs of shoes every year working for Gus Macker. Last year I cleaned out the closet and gave some to the Salvation Army, sold a few more at garage sales and tossed the worn out ones. I've probably had six or seven pairs of New Balances, usually good shoes.

Strange, how this pair looked a little new and didn't quite fit.

Then I get a call from Mark Brei, Funions bass player extraordinaire and Sunday afternoon Kingsridge pool regular.

"Uh, dude, you have my shoes," he said. "You left your other ones at the pool and took mine by mistake."

I just looked my name up on Webster.com and beside it is the apt description: MR. OBLIVIOUS.

At least my feet aren't shrinking.

5 comments:

browneyedgirl said...

You're a big GOOBER!!!!

RH said...

Don't compliment me unless you really mean it.

TMO said...

I guess that's all the proof we need. Apparently no one can properly fill Doc. Brei's shoes....

RH said...

Nobody fills glasses like Dr. Of Funk A Delic, either ...

TMO said...

Apparently... especially if people are just walking off with other peoples shoes.... Did you check your parking spot? It is your car there right? We may have to wander over to one of these pool parties of doom and take in the goings on!