Today I had a shoe emergency.
During an all-day customer conference hosted by one of my clients, a breakout session speaker asked us all to pop balloons to illustrate a point in his presentation.
All I have to say is popping a balloon with your heel isn't a good idea. How could a girl know? I'd never done it before. It's latex and air. What could go wrong?
A heel could break off. And on my favorite shoes.
Luck was on my side. The conference was in a hotel. The hotel was in a shopping mall - the very mall with the Nordstrom where I bought the shoes in the first place last year. And I was even luckier. I knew they had the shoes again this year because I had already gotten them in another color.
When the session finished, I whipped out my phone and dialed up the Nordstrom shoe department. The sales lady was mortified when I told her what had happened. She checked their stock and only had one color in my size. I snagged them in taupe.
There I was, Cinderella waiting for the perfectly fitted shoe.
Okay, maybe the woman wasn't my handsome prince, but she did bring them to me. She found me, the girl with one shoe. And that was a good thing. I had already ridden the escalator and almost fell on my ass, so I wasn't looking forward to walking through the mall wearing one five-inch platform.
And she ordered a replacement for my ailing black pair - one of the last two available in the entire United States. And those will be delivered to my home. Maybe by my handsome prince?
We all deserve to star in our own fairy tale, and any tale is good as long as there's a happy ending.
Love to the single girls,
Addison
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