Broken shoe-heel + inept shoe repairman = inner soles wrongfully removed
soless shoe + walking to college because cabbbie busted my car = many huge blisters on feet
shoe taken to repair guy nš2 + his absurd inneptitude = no change at all to shoe's problems with the bonus of a broken workout glove i sent for him to simply glue and he rips it apart
finding out shoe is still fucked when i'm heading to class = busted blisters and blisters upon sore flesh
Had to beg a friend for a ride 'cause i couldn't stand walking home and now i'm staying here with sore feet, and i can't not go to class tomorrow or saturday because i have some shit i can't postpone due on both days.
Why is it that people aren't fucking able to perform the jobs they chose at least at a marginal level. Why must everything be less than mediocre.
Fucking chaos theory... i hate that damn cabbie.
Gives us a kiss precious.