Coffee Brake: Shoe Shopping With Kaibeezy

Time for DT’s Coffee Brake, a break from the mundane, by Editor Vince: A few weeks ago I had chance to spend some time DT’s resident logo guru Kaibeezy.  For reasons that escape me (and I cautiously neglected to inquire) Kaibeezy was without shoes, or at least without sneakers.  So, we went shopping.

The first store we wandered into was one of those sports equipment mega stores — let’s call it Small-6 for the sake of anonymity.  Anyway, a short hike past the rows of camping gear and we were greeted by a wall of shoes.  At least they looked shoe-like.

A pimply faced millennial approached us.

“Hi, can I help you find a shoe?”

“Yes” replied KBZ “I’d like something like a Puma Clyde.”


“Its a 70’s basketball sneaker.”


It wasn’t the fault of the kid making minimum wage that he didn’t understand the request, because he certainly wasn’t born when Clyde Frazier got a shoe endorsement from Puma back in the early 1970s.

We wander aimlessly past racks of shoes that look like they were designed for travel on the moon and sourced from the lowest cost vendor that some shortsighted buyer could find in Chinda.

Me: “Let’s get outta here before I end up buying one of those $13 tents…because nothing is worse than disposable camping gear”.

KBZ: “Done”

The next store we entered was a shoe focused mega store and their “men’s” section seemed to be focused to hiking-styled shoes that would be great for someone trying to look the REI life style on a Harbor Freight budget…but that certainly wasn’t going to be the thing for Kaibeezy.

The last store we entered was an outlet for a major mega chain…let’s call it Stromnords Rack.  Shoes and clothes littered the store…had there been an earthquake or major disaster and we missed it?

KBZ: “How would it ever be acceptable to put this one my foot?”

Vince: “Maybe if you wanted something to match your VW Golf Harlequin?”

A while later I found a pair of shoes that cost $450, but were marked down from $950 retail.  Wow.

Finally, KBZ settled on a pair of acceptable sneakers (the make model escapes me, and it really isn’t important to this story) but they weren’t hideous, crazy expensive, or covered in fur.  It took way longer than expected, but now he needed socks…

Is there a point to this story?  Maybe.  Maybe it is a dissection of the miserable experience that is shopping in the 21st century — clothes shopping, shoe shopping, or car shopping.  Or maybe it is just a story about a man who didn’t want to be barefoot.