In fact, I’m wearing two of them. Unfortunately they’re not the fun kind of rubbers and I’m not wearing them for nearly as fun of a purpose. I started a new job about 6 months ago. In this job I travel around my area all day visiting different offices. I have to wear a full on suit and dress shoes every day. Unfortunately I live in the Northeast where the atmosphere appears completely ignorant to my wishes in regards to climate. In short, what I’m saying is, it snows. Streets and parking lots are full of snow and slush and salt for about 4 straight months. I have a nice pair of leather shoes to go with my suits. The snow, slush, and salt just soak right through and ruin them if I don’t protect them. Hence, the rubbers. Yeah, not the fun kind. What the hell has my life come to? Yes, they’re those nice rubbers (galoshes) that look exactly like the dress shoes they cover and no one ever notices that I have them on, but c’mon! This is one of those things that as a kid I’d notice on adults and I’d say, “That is the dorkiest thing I’ve ever seen. I’m never going to wear anything so stupid.” Just another bit of proof that we grow up to be exactly like our parents.
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Phil Taylor
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oooh, no fun and no pudding!
i knew you weren’t talking about the other kind of rubbers b/c no one but old people calls them rubbers anymore!!!! :o)
Tai- They are absolutely no fun.>>Lindsey- I don’t call them rubbers either, but it worked for a catchty blog post title.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, I am my mother after all.>>Repeat ten times.>>Replace “mother” with “father”.>>Repeat ten more times.