I have a problem

Those of you that know me well know that I have many, many weaknesses.  However, only those that know me really, really well know that I have one extremely girly weakness...shoes.   But, I'm man enough to admit it to you here and now.

Today (because of my increasing poverty) I decided that I was going to donate (what they really mean here is "sell") my plasma.  We got a little ad in the mail and it sounded like a quick easy way to make a couple bucks.  Well, I get to the place and it appears that only crack addicts and hookers "donate" plasma in Gainesville.  Yes, I know.  That is a snap judgement, but that place had some scary folks in it.  Anyway, the lady said I needed my SS card my first time.  I don't carry around my social security card so I had to go alllll the way back home and get it.  As I'm checking in for the second time, I ask the lady how long it's going to take.  She says it will take 3 to 4 HOURS.  What?!  They have to do a whole initial workup on you I guess.  It's not that I don't have the time...I do.  But I didn't even bring a book or anything.  Plus I hadn't eaten for a few hours already, and I didn't want to be stuck there for another 4.  So, I left.  Maybe another day.

I need a new white dress shirt, so on my way home I decided to stop at Ross to see if they had one in my size...

That's when I saw these beauties

Yeah, yeah.  I know that's not why I went to Ross, but do you see the price??  Can't beat that.  And yes, they look fairly similar to these guys, but they're not.  I promise.  These are lower cut, have a thinner sole, and are a more casual than athletic shoe.

Besides, I kinda needed a replacement for these.

Sadly, I really like these shoes, but I haven't had them very long and they're already frayed and worn.

So, rather than end the day with 40 bucks in my pocket, I spent $40.  And do you think I even have a white dress shirt to show for it?  Let's not talk about it, OK?  Like I said, I have a problem.  (I may take them back anyway once the guilt sets in).