toronto stories

salt stains suck

and so do losers who swipe people's boots. I had left my boots outside my apartment door overnight as I have done so for the past two years. Others down the hallway do the same. I woke up and found them missing. Someone had %$#^ swiped them. I couldn't believe it. It's not as if these were designer Uggs or anything at all. In fact, I didn't even OWN a pair of boots before I moved here... I only brought them because I figured I'd need it for snowier climes. And indeed, these are my mother's old things for crying out loud. So I spent 3 hours trolling the mall after work, trekking into every single shoe store to try to find a pair of boots that didn't have heels or dingle-dangle pompoms, and were waterproof. Simple request? Not at all. I was choked more over the fact that my mom's were semi-waterproof than anything else.

I ran into my neighbour and told her what had happened so that she wouldn't leave her stuff out. She ended up lending me a pair of her Uggs in the meantime. Thank the sweet girl. In her own words, she is a "boot whore." Now I just have to figure out how to get those nasty salt stains off her boots...

posted by toronto girl @ 10:01 PM