Megan70
03-25-2014, 02:55 PM
:)A Happy Ending to my sad story of woe ( below from 3-25) by having a damaged pump at concert then losing one of them later that night.
I was able to crazy glue the damaged pump amd seal the top with matching black ducyt tape, then on a lark called the concert hall lost and found dept. and they FOUND my missing shoe. So now I have my new $30 pair of shoes back as a pair.
Just got to be careful going uo and down the stairs again:battingeyelashes:
-__________________________________________________ __________________________
I go with a friend (who poses as my 'husband) 15+ times a year to hear our Philharmonic concert in our Music Hall. Never really had a problem. I go out fully dressed to the nines and passable and conduct myself as as mature woman(over 60) would. Well the day before the concert I bought a new pair of heels, mid height(3"0 pointed toes, black.) Wearing them with black seamed gartered stockings looked great and I felt like a million bucks.
I stumbled on the stair descending ripping open the top of the right shoe changing its shape, ruining it, then had to hobble back up to retrieve my spare pair of flats from my bag the coat check room. Shoe was unfix able and ruined. One day old. While waiting in line at the ladies lounge the woman in front said" so you broke your heel", I showed her I had a spare pair to replace them (,to walk from the car to the theater then change to the big goirl shoes in the lobby) surprising her on my forethought. She said "I hope you still have your receipt"." "I do", saying they were going back to Target tomorrow.
So I go in the stall hike up my skirt and slip, do my pee, then open the door to leave and go to the purse makeup ledge to touch up my face. "excuse me said a woman right next to me pointing down to my exposed girdle, stocking tops and panties as my skirt and slip hiked up above my thighs, me not knowing and never pulled it down. I thanked her and adjusted the armour immediately
Well, I get home and look for the mate to the matching heel in my bag, can't find it. It somehow had been left in the mezzanine of the theater on the floor when I changed. I came inside and searched the Target box for the receipt. Could not find it.
So I ended up wearing a $30.pair of 24 hr hour old shoes for 1 hour and coming home with one, no receipt, no replacement.
Bad night but funny looking back at it.:sad:
(wife doesn't know about the shoes... I charged it, she never sees it)
I was able to crazy glue the damaged pump amd seal the top with matching black ducyt tape, then on a lark called the concert hall lost and found dept. and they FOUND my missing shoe. So now I have my new $30 pair of shoes back as a pair.
Just got to be careful going uo and down the stairs again:battingeyelashes:
-__________________________________________________ __________________________
I go with a friend (who poses as my 'husband) 15+ times a year to hear our Philharmonic concert in our Music Hall. Never really had a problem. I go out fully dressed to the nines and passable and conduct myself as as mature woman(over 60) would. Well the day before the concert I bought a new pair of heels, mid height(3"0 pointed toes, black.) Wearing them with black seamed gartered stockings looked great and I felt like a million bucks.
I stumbled on the stair descending ripping open the top of the right shoe changing its shape, ruining it, then had to hobble back up to retrieve my spare pair of flats from my bag the coat check room. Shoe was unfix able and ruined. One day old. While waiting in line at the ladies lounge the woman in front said" so you broke your heel", I showed her I had a spare pair to replace them (,to walk from the car to the theater then change to the big goirl shoes in the lobby) surprising her on my forethought. She said "I hope you still have your receipt"." "I do", saying they were going back to Target tomorrow.
So I go in the stall hike up my skirt and slip, do my pee, then open the door to leave and go to the purse makeup ledge to touch up my face. "excuse me said a woman right next to me pointing down to my exposed girdle, stocking tops and panties as my skirt and slip hiked up above my thighs, me not knowing and never pulled it down. I thanked her and adjusted the armour immediately
Well, I get home and look for the mate to the matching heel in my bag, can't find it. It somehow had been left in the mezzanine of the theater on the floor when I changed. I came inside and searched the Target box for the receipt. Could not find it.
So I ended up wearing a $30.pair of 24 hr hour old shoes for 1 hour and coming home with one, no receipt, no replacement.
Bad night but funny looking back at it.:sad:
(wife doesn't know about the shoes... I charged it, she never sees it)