All my thrifted shoes were outside protesting.
How could this be? Why were they protesting? I provide them with a roof over their heads, a warm place to sleep, new friends to meet, and a chance to go out.
Ok, ok. They did have a fair point. I could do a better job with their upkeep and I probably should make sure to wear each pair. After an hour of intense negotiations, we finally reached an agreement. Picket line dispersed. Pin It