So I went to a restaurant with Mona this weekend. It was warm out, was in a t-shirt and shorts, so I wanted to wear my comfortable gray Sketchers shoes. They’re slightly more formal than sneakers (or “tennis shoes” or “trainers” or others, depending on where you live.)
I put them on and we went out in search for dinner. Found a Mexican place that had an outdoor area in the back.
Awesome. Enjoyed the food. I even saw a friend there who lives in my neighborhood.
As we left, I knelt to tie my loose shoe laces to see this:
One gray Sketcher… and one gray sneaker (New Balance.)
What. The. Hell. Rex? Get it together.
Like a dope I actually pointed it out, Mona wouldn’t have known otherwise. But at this point in our relationship everything is fair game.
Obviously, wearing different shoes was a mistake. I know the deal and am not trying to start a new trend.
We both had a great howl on the walk home.