i was at the splash park this week with little miles. i took my flip flops off and left them by the fence.
2 facts about my flip flops:
1. they are from old navy and they cost me, what? a dollar? they were so cheap, i don't even remember.
2. i painted my apartment while wearing them last summer, and then walked on some spilled paint. there is still paint on the bottom of them.
let us continue.
right as i was about to leave, i noticed a lady walk right up to my flip flops, put them on, and walk away. um? apparently she needed some shoes. i would be more than happy to let her have my cheapo flip flops, if i didn't need them to walk home in! so i ran (and she had made some distance. i debated confronting here for a total of 3 minutes) up to her and we had the following conversation:
me: um...excuse me? i think those are my flip flops.
flip flop stealer: no they aren't. these are mine.
me: no. i think they are mine. do they have paint on the bottom of them?
flip flop stealer: (looking under the flip flops and CLEARLY seeing paint) no. they don't. these are mine.
me: that's paint! right there!
flip flop stealer than proceeded to kick the flip flops off like she was having a tantrum and then stormed off. could my life get any more awesome?