Size Matters
As personal service has been phased out over the years by economizing, the one place I'm glad to see it is in the shoe store. There's something quaint about the salespeople measuring your foot with a metal thing that looked like an instrument of torture, and then coming back from the stock room balancing several boxes of shoes, none of which fit and none of which were quite what you were looking for. Nowadays one is faced with stacks and stacks of shoes of all styles, sizes, and prices, and you wait on yourself. It can be bewildering and anxiety producing, yet at the same time welcoming, when I realize I don't have to worry about holes in my socks.
posted by John M Crowther @ 7:17 AM
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One day last week turned on the TV and two men were being interviewed about their sighting of some UFOs flying in the sky. If they can be interviewed by a serious anchorman on what is supposedly a serious mainstream newscast, then why not Mr. Bigfoot as well. Personally, I believe in bigfoot, Santa Claus and all the fairies and elves as well. Love the cartoon, John C.
The sight of rows and rows of shoes waiting for feet to fill them overwhelms me and I usually can not find my size so I give up and go to store with the 'thing a bobby' for measuring.
I wonder if things will ever turn around and "service" will once again be in vogue? You'd think with all the competition between services, brands and labels that more service would be required not less. But somehow it has become fashionable to sit on the end of the telephone line listening for half an hour straight to a robotic voice prompting us to make ever more choices. I feel very sorry for the very elderly in this new self service society in which we now live... where once the green grocer and the milk man would come with their goods... now it's a maniacal survival of the fittest struggle to go get it all for yourself. It doesn't seem that long ago we used to have our foot measured... and when we paid... the money would get placed in a little metal cylinder which got shot through a pipe upstairs to the cashier's office. And in a trice... the change would be shot back down. No joke... there was a store here still doing it in the 1980s!
Times have changed and not for the better. Great cartoon John... the gorilla has a big problem! LOL
Oh dear Jean...that's not a gorilla but the elusive "Big Foot" that haunts the sierra foothills out west. And yes, it would be quite an ordeal to accomodate him, (her?)with shoes. I think his/her best bet would be to log on to the zillion merchants online and have his/her goods delivered. This way one avoids embarrassing hole-in-sock syndrome as well as the temptation to spend one's son's college fund on local StarBuck's for a cuppa jo! Frankly, I think service is overated. I prefer "do it yourself stores"...unless it's a trip to the doctor's or dentist's of course. Great one John!
MJ, couldn't agree with you more about Big Foot's shopping habits. Someone should leave a laptop in the High Sierras and see if the creature joins EBay.
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