Cars and Shoes

Now I have a passion for cars there is nothing quite like the simple pleasure of finding an open bit of road and nailing the throttle. As a result the car I own is perfect for the job a real drivers car, however this means that as round town / long trip with your girlfriend kind of car it isn't ideal. Well I say that in the fact that she hates it claiming it to be too uncomfortable and noisy, yes I can concur that a 3.5 inch straight through exhaust on a car pushing out the best part of 400bhp has got a certain deafening quality, but what a beautiful sound it makes there is nothing like going full chatt through a tunnel (from experience don't do this with your girlfriend in the car, trust me). So she's not a fan of it really, but it's impractical to have a car each since we live in London, which kind of brings me round to the point of the 'discussion' that we had about it. She believes I should sell it and get some little run around and me not doing so is a blatant slap in the face and down right selfishness. So in my defence I was trying to think of something on her part that was equally impractical, that she spent what I thought was a daft amount of money on and causes me grief. What was it? Shoes.

Now being an ordinary kind of chap before I met my girlfriend I owned 3 pairs of shoes which were perfectly adequate for my needs. You tell any girl that and they will laugh, now my girlfriend is a shoe fiend has them coming out of everywhere the last post referring to them the count was 107 ('We' need more storage) since then there have been an additional 4 pairs that I know of. Now comfort and practicality aren't a consideration when she is purchasing these shoes, which does effect me in one of two ways. Firstly nights out you have to find somewhere that you can sit even if it's the scabby table by the toilets there is no possibility of standing for any length of time which also means if it's busy it's a convenient excuse not to go to the bar. Secondly the end of the night now this is cause of many a 'discussion' as her feet are so sore that she is unable to walk to get a night bus, so means a taxi every time the problem being in that every other woman has the same problem and are all waiting at the front door for one. This either means waiting for hours or walking down the road to try and intercept one on the way up, but because of her feet this means a piggy back, now you look around any city centre on a weekend evening and count the number of women on mens backs with a pair of shoes in their hands.

So am I going to get rid of my car for something more practical? Yes, the day my girlfriend trims her shoe collection down to under 10.