If The Shoe Fits

Last night after dinner, I went to Burlington Coat Factory. Even though the name says coats, they have a pretty nice selection of women's and men's clothes and shoes. As I was headed to the checkout line, I saw a nice pair of shoes that happened to be my size. I slipped them on and they fit perfectly. They had no price tag, so the cashier called the shoe department to get a price check. A young man took my shoe and walked to the shoe department to find another pair that was ticketed. Five minutes went by. Then ten. As it was approaching fifteen minutes we saw him returning with two pairs of shoes in his hand. Victory! Or so we thought. He has the cashier scan the ticketed shoe and placed down the other pair. You notice I said other pair and not my pair. They were two totally different pairs of shoes. I asked where my shoes were and he said, "Uh oh". It seems he placed them down "somewhere" while he was looking for the price and thought he picked them up. Now, I had to take matters into my own hands. I walked with him to the shoe department to search for my shoes. We found them in the wrong sized area. Now we had to find another pair with the price ticket. It took me two minutes to do it. The man looked at me, shook his head and said he was tired from a long day.