But here is the timing thing. It was the shoes. My comfortable black slip ons that I had forever. As I got out of my truck I realized my right shoe had mostly separated, the sole from the shoe! As I walked it was flopping around like some type of clown shoe. When I met the boss, I quickly pointed it out and hid my embarrassment.
Here is the good thing. I was done for the day after the meeting and was able to later buy a nice
My day was not ruined and for that I am happy.
a soulless beer ( get it? shoe sole )