My girlfriend spent way, way too much money on this pair of black Kenneth Coles. They’re comfortable, and the woman loves the way they look on me, so I wear 'em every day.
A little bit of math tells me me that if I’ve worn them five days a week for about six months, that’s approximately 130 times. I walk a little less than two miles a day, so I’ve put about 250 miles on them.
And today, I’m flopping around town like a goddamned duck because the sole of my right shoe has detached itself from the toe. I’ll be lucky if they survive the day. The heels began to disintegrate about a month ago. I’ve almost completely worn through both soles, and the heels are ground down at least a quarter of an inch from when I got 'em. These shoes are fucked.
My girlfriend is going to be pissed, and if I’m very unlucky, she’ll be pissed at me for wearing 'em out so fast.
I don’t know or much care about shoes. Are dress shoes supposed to crap out this fast? For cryin’ out loud, my old man has a pair of Florsheims which were probably yesterday’s news in 1958, and they’re just fine today. Is my disappointment misplaced, or am I right to say that these things didn’t last any longer than Norman Bates did when he was peeping in the shower?
I guess I’ll just park the next pair under the desk at the end of each day, but seriously, why should I have to coddle my men’s shoes like they’re a pair of toy poodles?