this was not a fashion statement

I know those of you reading this site have this opinion of me that I'm: close to perfect, incredibly smart, can deftly turn a phrase, frightfully handsome, awesomely exciting and loving beyond measure and mostly I would agree with that opinion but sometimes I worry about me.

After the day job I went home literally kicked off my shoes and hung out a bit before going into the second job.

I drove to the second job parked two blocks away stayed for about three hours and then decided to leave, putting on my black leather jacket, I glanced down and noticed that I had on two different types of footwear on.

(that's roofing tar on the right shoe)