Kerry's not the only flip flopper

‘I need carbs like a hole in the head’ I told her as I stood in the doorway of her office, wasting work time. ‘And yet, bread is the only criteria I have for where we should eat lunch today. Must have bread.’

I got up extra early this morning, and managed to arrive at work later than usual. Walking into the office with aching feet, I suddenly remembered why I hadn’t worn those shoes in so long. So I went on an office coffee run and stopped at Walmart to pick up a pair of cheap flip flops. I walked down the brightly colored plastic footwear aisle and decided that there was really only one pair that matched my peasant skirt and brown tank. You would think with about 20 pairs of the same color they would have my size. Not so. In desperation I ended up grabbing one size larger and headed to the checkout lane. Once in the car I tore the price tags off, threw the shoes on and decided they weren’t so bad.

Upon delivering her coffee drink to her Jeannine said “So?”

“So what?” I asked.

“Whatdya get?”

With a fake air of confidence I walked around her desk, acting like I had made a great find.

“They’re so… HUGE!” she replied.

“Well, I didn’t think they were THAT big…” I said defensively. “C’mon I couldn’t take those other ones anymore,” I said over my shoulder as I nearly tripped face forward out of her office. I could just hear her laughing as I walked downstairs to my office.

I have a friend who recently nearly tore her big toe off in a ‘flip flop related incident.’ So you can believe me – I’m going to be on my guard from here on out.

p.s. I also locked my keys in my car.