We are in Florida. A tech conference begins tomorrow and we made the trip early to avoid the cold and snow for the weekend.
It turns out that exploring southern Florida is hard on my feet. Really bad. Maybe it is the boots I wear for the snowy conditions back home that did not fit in. Maybe it was the pressurized plane cabin. Cindy decided I needed relieve or perhaps she needed relief from my complaining. I ended up in a Reebok strip mall store searching for shoes.
I wear a size 13 so this can limit the choices, but I did find a couple of pair. I did not pay attention to the differences, but Cindy thought I would like the ones with the swoosh or whatever on the side so the shoes were not so white. I get it – old guy, white shoes, Florida. I fit right in.
I did purchase one additional item. My fair skin burns easily and January is far too early in the season for me to be out in the sun. A hat was in order. I purchased an inexpensive golf hat, not a baseball hat mind you. This was really getting disgusting. I tried in on at the counter. The cashier suggested that most customers removed the cardboard to make the hat fit better. Like I never wore a hat before.
We were heading to a coffee shop. They sold expensive Kona coffee. We told him we had been to Kona. He said a beetle of some type was destroying the coffee plants and coffee prices were going up. I had a second cup, no freebies, anyway. One benefit of being older. Then I saw the answer. This was the “Bad Ass Coffee” shop and they had “Bad Ass” tee shirts. That should even things up some. I bought one. I should have bought two. Now, if I only had the nerve to wear my tee shirt and my white shoes at the same time. Bad ass indeed.
