How insane is it to buy shoes on line. Think about it, you look at a
picture of a shoe, can’t touch it, feel how flexible it is, can’t smell the
leather, if it’s even made of leather but you buy it anyway, without trying it on
and walking in it. That’s crazy.
So the shoes come and you put them on. What are the odds you will like
them, they fit, they are comfortable and you can walk in them without feeling
like you have cinderblocks strapped to your feet? Buying shoes on line is as
stupid as buying a car without taking a test drive, as idiotic as serving
chowder without taste testing and as dangerous as marrying a blind date before the
sun comes up.
Okay, so the shoes don’t fit, feel like shit, and you have to ship them
back. So what do you do? Do you learn…don’t buy shoes on line, always test
drive before you buy, taste before you serve and get to know the guy your
mother set you up with before you commit to a lifelong relationship between the
sheets. Or do you take the first offer to come along and sign with the agent
you found on line?
I’d sign.
4 comments:
My first impulse would be to sign...
At least have 'em take you to lunch first. You might sign then, or ... you ... might ... not.
Hi-ya. After reading your comments on Betsy Lerner's blog for quite some time, I decided to pop by and visit your blog. You read quite a way with words, lady, so don't ever give up on your dream. (And don't sign with that agent until you read the contract!) Nice to meetcha. Count me in as your newest groupie.
Um, you HAVE quite a way with words... (That was the second time I typed the comment, because of having trouble with the &*^% verification thingies.) Guess I'm not awake yet. Didn't proofread.
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