Can you hear that?

It's silence.  Pure silence. 

Well, except for the lawnmower next door, and the chain saw across the street, and the dishwasher humming in the back ground, there is silence.  Glorious silence.

U2 is in town tonight and the family is rockin' away.  Not me.  Nope, not me.

Them:  "Are you sure you dont' want to go?"

Me:  "I do not want to go."

Them:  "But it's U2!"

Me:  "Yes, but do you realize how many pairs of shoes I can get for the price of a concert ticket??  No thanks."

Them:  "You're weird."

Me:  "No, I'm just practical."

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Speaking of shoes, I bought a delicious pair of wedges about a month ago from The Shoe Company.  They weren't cheap - just over $50 with taxes. I bought the black ones.  Cute, eh?

I wore them twice and the heel strap broke.  I was so pissed!  And of course I had thrown out the receipt but fortunately I bought them on my Amex card. (See honey, it's a very good thing I used my credit card to purchase such things like these shoes!)  I printed the online statement and went marching to the store ready for battle. 

Wouldn't you know it, the manager was willing to do whatever it took to make me happy.  A refund?  No problem.  An exchange?  Even better.  A store credit?  Absolutely.  She only wanted to make me happy so that I would come back to the store for my future shoe purchases.  I was completely taken aback.  Who was this nice, smiling woman with the pretty perfume?  Where was the snotty teenage employee with the bad acne and frizzy hair who all but ignores me while she texts away on her iPhone and rolls her eyes when I say "excuse me, do you have these in a size 9?".

I've heard of such customer service but I thought it only existed in fairy tales and after school specials.  This is the real deal here folks, a company that truly gives a shit about their customers.  The Shoe Company.  They've got my vote.

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So.  What am I going to do this eveing?  Well, I have mountains of reading to do.  I have laundry going.  I have to summarize the Manitoba Employment Standards Code in only 1250 words, and I have absolutely zero desire to do any of it.

It's too bad the stores are closed Sunday evenings.  I could totally go for some shopping right about now.  Damnit.

Oh but wait.

http://www.thereisalwaysonlineshopping.com/!

I love it.

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Peace out.