For the little lady’s birthday, the not so little lady planned on treating her to a pair of wonderful shoes. As usual I had my pain staking visits to the shops where fabulous shoes caught my eye, followed by ferocious scrambling through the shoes on the shelves only to find the shoe is not made in a size 3
Whilst ambling through the shopping centre I caught sight of a pair of nude, patent, round toed, platform shoes with an ankle strap and it was love at first sight. I dragged the not so little lad into the shop (we shall call this shop Next) and straight to the shoes, sniffing out the precious treat. I was in luck they had my size! However the shoes were all marked and looked rather worse for wear. Not wanting the little lady to be disappointed the not so little lad asked the Assistant in the shop (that we called Next) if they could order in another size 3, which seemed so simple, however when the day came to collect the shoes, the ones that were waiting for collection were a size 4.5! Less than impressed we thought we would try again. Surely they couldn’t order the wrong size twice!? On collection of the now long awaited shoes the box was opened with anticipation and hesitation; but alas once again the high street store (that we called Next) had ordered in the wrong size, but at least this time they were getting closer, it was a 3.5.
Now I really wanted these shoes and they checked their computer system to see if any other local stores stocked a size 3. Luck had struck! The Newbury shop had 1 size 3, however when enquiring about the condition of the shoes, as we had already experienced dented and damaged shoes, we found out that they were indeed scratched and marked. We were informed by the store manager that the marks were due to the material the shoes were made of suggesting it was normal and perfectly fine! The Sales of Goods Act was racing through my head. Had they not heard of ‘Satisfactory Quality’!
Since the dibarcle of the shoes I have looked online (even though I loathe buying anything from Next online) and I get all the way through to putting the shoes in my basket and then they laugh in my face telling me that they have no size 3’s. I am still checking for the shoes however I have had to come to terms with the fact that we may never be together.
The little lady