I’m too old for sneaker shopping
I don’t know if I’m alone in this but I’m not a fan of… no I HATE, shopping for sneakers. Shoes I don’t mind so much because it’s usually work related but when it comes to my sneaks, leave them alone. I have 2 pairs that I wear, my chucks (which I luuuurve) and my running shoes that I wear for just about everything. They’re comfy, they’re broken in and quite frankly they’re kickass. My buddy Drew buys a new pair of shoes I swear every 2 months. Why? Beats me. He says he’s stylin, I say he’s insane.
This past weekend we took Teaspoon to Grove City Outlets to blow some stink off him and be around other people besides Noggin, Sprout and the caves of our house. The first stop was to the Reebok store and that was more than enough for me. Lushie really wanted me to get new sneakers so I could wear them at my new job. I entertained the idea and gave it a shot. I’m past the point of running shoes because really, my fat ass isn’t living in denial, I’m not running anywhere. I’ll walk and jog but running? HA! (*note: I do plan on playing hockey this fall so we’ll tackle that beast when it gets here*) I didn’t see cross trainers which leads me to believe I dated my self to the associate.
Me: “You mean Bo Jackson Cross Trainers aren’t made any more?
Associate: “uhhhh Who’s Bo Jackson?”
Tragic
I finally see the shoes pictured above and notice it has a setting switch. A SWITCH! ON A SHOE! I don’t want a robot on my feet, I just want a goddamn sneaker that I can walk around in and look fly. I know what style is, I used to own the original Air Jordans when I was in 5th grade! I’m then told there are some shoes which report back to my ipod ( which I’m not cool enough to own ) at the Nike outlet.
We left sneakerless and a broken shell of my youth.
Say what you want, Bo Still Knows.
