Monday, October 17, 2005

I remember watching an old man trying on boots.

It was the late 1980's, and I was making my semi-regular trip to my personal Mecca...Fluevog Shoes on Granville Street in Vancouver. I'd look at shoes and boots, dreaming about owning just one more pair. Everywhere on display were black leather pointy-toed boots with buckles and zippers, all kinds of shoes and boots, all very avant-garde and unique.

I headed past the unisex and men's shoes in the front part of the store and into the room that had women's shoes and boots to see if there were any new styles. There was a man talking to the salesman. The man was old, short of height and thick around the middle, balding head with wisps of grey hair around the edges, and wearing a grey suit. He was saying to the salesman, "I'd like to see them in a size 11, please." The young, trendy-looking salesman popped to the very back of the store, while I continued to look at shoes. (I can look at shoes for a long time...) He came back with a large pair of red leather, thigh-high boots with four-inch stiletto heels and very pointed toes. He handed the boots to the old man.

All of a sudden I wasn't quite sure where to look; I had a feeling it would be impolite to stare! I managed to maneuver myself into a place where I could watch by looking in a reflection, and saw the old man pull up his pant leg and try on the boot. He zipped it up the back and stood looking at himself in the mirror, turning this way and that to see if looked right. He walked around the shop a bit to get the feel of the boot.

I left. I didn't want to know if he actually bought the boots or not. I didn't want to imagine him wearing those boots. I kept hoping that maybe his wife happened to have very large feet just the same size as his, and he was buying her a present. I was trying so hard to not be from a small town, and I'd keep running into stuff like this, making me uncomfortable.

6 comments:

It's only me said...

Thank you Paula, what a creepy memory, how is it that people have lives like this and see stuff of that creepy and interesting sort and yet I live my life and have yet to see anything even close to the sort of memories you have. I suppose it could be blamed on the small town, or maybe people are more boring these days, exept for you, you shall always be my source of quirky interestingness. thank you
Me

EarthForAliens said...

um.... not quite sure what to say. I guess that's Vancouver for you. That would be a great scene in your movie too!

jØè£ said...

and now you'll never know if he's out there... wearing the boots... roaming the streets... scratching at the windows of your...

See_The_Unseen said...

There's a guy that goes to my school (or went), that had knee-high hooker boots that were black and had two inch platform soles. Young man, but still sketchy in the effect. (Shudder)

Spoke said...

I once tried on a girlfriend's bra for the shock effect it would give her...I strapped on the device and immediately felt odd,not dirty but broken. Hard to describe.She never saw me in it because I gave myself the shock effect and didn't want to pass that on.I knew at that moment I was a man, and always would be.

Jessica said...

Daryl's right!!! WE NEED TO MAKE THAT MOVIE!!!! It would be awesome. Little snippits of your life...and maybe we could add "spokes" bra trying on moment. That was weird man!