Croc Of Crap

So does anyone know what these are?

They're Crocs.Crocs Site

I've listened to people hate on these shoes so much currently, and the people that wear them.

Well if you're hating on the people that wear Crocs then YOU'RE HATING ON ME!

Let me smack you up real quick, just playing.

So why do people hate crocs, well obviously the people who hate on them have tried wearing them(DOUBT IT)

Oh they must spend 12 hours or more on there feet in work shoes or boots(NOPE)

Or you know what it must be they must have no arches in there foot which changes the entire way your body mechanics work and is extremely painful(NOPE)

Oh they must hate them because there unattractive(Your face is unattractive so you should cut that up and set that  on fire like you did the crocs)

The hate for crocs is deep for many, but for me it's a deep love.

I have over five pairs all different types, heels, sandals, sneakers, winter boots, clogs and all that, I can pretty much outfit any outfit with them. I love crocs because at my job I'm on my feet for 12-14 hours at a time, and I'm very athletic(running, biking, lifting) and while I wear the required footwear for each activity after or before I'm in

Yep, the hideous, dignity losing, comfort inducing Crocs.

I don't care if I'm judged for wearing these, my no arch feet, shorter right leg that causes me crippling pain on a regular basis but is eased with the help of Crocs thanks you. After working 13 hours having walked over 20 miles at my job in muck covered work sneakers I get in my car and put on these

I feel like I'm forgetting something, OH YEAH, for when I'm needing to have a bit of height, minus the pain of a stiletto or heel digging into my no arch foot and ever rolling ankles I rock these(I have them in brown as well)

So I guess it all boils down to 

Bye, God Bless

Have The Cake, Enjoy It

If I cry, yell and scream I should get my way, also I'm going to assume you have the mental make up of a 2 year old, unable to control your feelings or take the chastisement that you earned because you screwed up and refuse to take responsibility for it. But looking at you I clearly see you're an adult, with a bachelors degree so I'm ruling out the 2 year old make up thing. 

Slow clap for the people who follow the traits first stated that if I cry, yell and scream I should get my way, wrong or right, whoever is more visibly upset wins. That's the way it's looking nowadays. Or if I can justify my wrong it should be forgotten and forgiven(cough, cough) Rachel Dolezal(cough, cough). What does this anything goes mentality mean? To me it means chaos, it means that rules are pointless, and anarchy is bound to happen eventually. But it won't be the people who cry, yell and scream who are the anarchist, it will be the unsuspecting law abiding citizens that after continuous unfairness and being walked over take what's rightfully there's. So to all of those that use the crying, yelling, pouting, screaming tactics to get out of doing what is right, enjoy it now. Enjoy your freedom, enjoy the false rise to the top, but keep in mind the fall to the bottom is long, arduous and lonely. And to all the people who do what's right, the ones who fight their moral compass wanting do the same bad that others have done unto you but you have the "do right by others" bred into your DNA keep going, it will turn around. 

PSA: Thanks, You Just Stripped What Glimmer Of Hope I Had For Humanity Away, Almost

Public Sarcastic Announcement

Thank you customers, guest, and always right patrons👍 for confirming my suspicion of how humanity has been murdered after being kidnapped and held in solitary confinement. Thank you for prettying up you pettiness and letting it speak for you in its most regal of pajama pants and dirty old house shoes that all get to see as you waddle up to the counter because you have a complaint. Thank you marjuana shirted law abiding citizens for testing my knowledge on price checking so you can finally decide that the $1 you have isn't enough to make a purchase, thank you. Oh and can't forget you future customers, the lil ones who love being independent and going to the bathroom all by themselves only to crawl underneath the locked stall leaving it locked from the inside or splash water all over the mirror and the floors resulting in an elderly woman slipping. Oh yes the hours of incident reports are all from you and the pending lawsuit from her broken hip are owed to you too. Thank you the ever frequenting people who adore using there linguistic capabilities, specifically language enhancers that if written down would require uses of @$* and such, you definitely will get the best service from any establishment you go too as long as you can watch your food being made, otherwise your want of personal service may become very personal including the grill cooks DNA. And lastly thank you coworkers who are the best of the best, ever so skillful knife throwers who have targeted me on more than one occasion, thank you. 

(Removes knife from back and walks off)

   

(Returns takes a breath)

However I feel as if I'm forgetting some people, the regulars, not the I'm picky let me get a cheeseburger with no cheese but it's still a cheese burger regulars, I'm talking about the ones I know by just there voice, the ones who know the struggle of our work and are never a problem. These true blues are the real heroes of my day, they know what they want and when they ask you how your day is going they actually make eye contact with you and wait for an answer. They're the ones we call by name and want work extra hard for. The regulars who handle our difficult guest by saying to them what we can't(Shout out to Ms. Regina and Ms. Linda/they handle my light work lol)The ones that if we don't see you for a while we worry and have genuine adoration for. It's because of you regulars that I still have a glimmer of hope for humanity, and for that I honestly thank you.