Cork

If you've read some of my earlier blogs, you'll recall that I have a thing for sandals. Well, yesterday, the little woman and I went shopping as another way of getting her out of the funk she's been in since Friday.

She is well aware of my love of open toed sandals and such. I swear, she was trying to mess with my head, because every pair of shoes she tried on was an open toed sandal of some sort.

What made it even worse, was that the cork one for some reason drove me to the point of almost picking her up, going home, and...well...use your imagination!

So, on top of the other obsessions I have discovered, I guess you can add cork sandals to the list. She did get a nice pair that she says are some of the most comfortable shoes she's ever worn.

Oh well, at least I didn't start jingling keys in my pocket (see my previous blog entitled "The strange man and the mannequin")

The strange man and the mannequin

Some people are just sick! Sick, I tell you!

As a guy, I'm not one to be excited about going shopping, but I will go an be supportive and give my opinion and what not. No big. Tonight, the lil lady and I went to Lane Bryant so she could use her coupn before it expired and becuse she had a bad day at work. I'll never explain how shopping makes women feel better, but whatever.

Anyway, while she was in the dressing room, I was wandering around the store killing time. I came across another guy looking at a manequin. At first I thought nothing of it, but then I noticed some movements in his pockets. Now, my initial reaction is that he was just playing with his keys. THat's what I do, but I was wrong. He had his keys on his belt loop.

Judging by the creepy smile and his fixation on the manneqin, I can only assume he was masturbating! That's right, this sick man was doing that right there in the middle of the store!

Good Lord man, get a room or some help, or both!