Recently, I have made some unconscious steps towards eccentricity. Actually, the steps taken were quite logical and their eccentric leanings may be a matter of my own opinion. But let’s go ahead and bring you the facts.
It occurred to me, as I arrived at work on Monday, that my Converse were doing a piss poor job of keeping my toes warm. In fact, I dare say they were making my toes colder. This was an unacceptable situation and a plan had to be made.
Soon after I got inside my safe office building, my worries melted away. That is, until my wife told me to check out the Old Navy website. They were having a pretty good “Cyber Monday” sale. This jogged something in my memory. No, not the shoes.
About 12 years ago, while shopping with my mother, I discovered the existence of flannel lined jeans. What’s that, you say? More than a thin layer of denim to protect you from the winter elements? It is too good to be true. And then, like my frozen toes criticisms, I promptly forgot about these magic pants. Until now.
Flannel lined jeans! I found them on the Old Navy website! This winter was going to be awesome. I hate the cold. But then I remember. My cold toes! Oh! Oh oh! A plan!
A few weeks back I procured (dictionary look up…and…correct) some warm boots for shoveling the sidewalk. For the last two years I have been using my wife’s too-small Sorels for winter waste clearing. So new boots were needed. But I don’t adventure into the wilderness too often. These boots will only become slightly used!
Oh, a plan! I wear my boots to work! Wearing canvas shoes outside in the winter is for suckers. This plan was pretty good. Hold on though. I don’t want to wear boots around work all day like a weirdo. I don’t want to be the boots guy.
My solution was waiting for me on the Old Navy website. No, not slippers. I don’t want to be the slipper guy either. Slip on shoes, dummy! It’s so simple! I wear my big old boots to work (tucking my flannel lined jeans into them to avoid the sopping wet winter pant leg) and then slip into some comfy shoes while I sit at my desk and retrieve coffee from the break room.
And I’m excited about this! I can’t stop telling people how excited I am about this. I overly excited. And while I’m not yet the lady who brings her milk to work in a Mason jar, I’m the guy who wears his boots to work and then changes footwear. I’m becoming Mister Rogers, and it feels like it’s only the first stop on the crazy train. What’s next?
I’m very excited.
It’s not crazy at all. It’s sensible. I do the same thing with the boot-shoe switch so I am a little biased.
the next step up from being the one that wears clunker boots then changes to shoes is to be the guy that blogs about wearing his clunker boots then changes to shoes. You’re well on your way Aric…
Dude, IMO, you need some Land’s End moccasins. I have a pair that look just like this that are great for shoveling AND wearing at work.