Sucky Farm and Fleet Boots

Sorry I haven’t been blogging as much as I used to but I’ve been on yet another “Death March” project and only recently came up for air. This story actually began in October. I was actually staying on the family farm and, if the predicted snow turned up, would have a chance to chase some pheasant. It is something I hadn’t had the opportunity to do in years. My old rubber boots were long since past their life.

I hopped on to and found a great pair of rubber boots. The local Sears inventory showed they had them in the store. That store, however, is in “the mall.” Gasp! Horror! Don’t go there!!!! You could encounter “Mall Dwellers!”

Thankfully Sears is a brick & click retail operation, despite what the buffoons currently running the company believe. I placed the order. Right after doing that the “projected delivery time” started to weigh on me. The math wasn’t adding up to the boots actually arriving before the morning which was to have a fresh dusting of snow.

After a couple of days, when I couldn’t take it anymore, I made the drive to Blain’s Farm and Fleet. Yes, it is always a zoo in there, but, at least it was not “The Mall.” Note that according to the on-line inventory only Sears, not the Big-K, had the boots I wanted so I couldn’t both avoid “The Mall” and give Sears more business. Given the fact it is completely un-American to buy anything at Wal-mart, I didn’t even bother looking at their site or store.

I should have seen the red flags. I should have just turned around and walked out, but, desperate times . . .

The first red flag was the rubber boot isle looked like a 3 year old had been allowed to play with the boots.

When I finally got done sorting through the various brands, it looked like there were more than half a dozen “pair” in my size. I say “pair” because there was only one actual pair of boots. The rest were boots grouped together in twos but all the same foot. You read that correctly, they were all the same foot.

At the check out counter I asked the little girl “How many one legged customers do you get in a week?” She gave me her best puzzled deer in headlights look and I explained the “pairs” of boots they had. Her response was “That’s odd. Will this be cash?”

Given it is a farm yard I walk across to get to my office I’ve always had the habit of slipping on rubber boots during the fall/early spring to get here, then putting on comfy boat shoes or sneakers to scoot around my office in. These boots didn’t make it to the end of January.

boot_split Take a good look at where these boots split. If this had been the toe or the heel then my bad for treating them rough. These split on top, over the center of the foot. Well, the left foot. The right was fine. Which, I guess, explains why there were so many right boots on the shelf.

The snow didn’t come until after the season so no pheasants where chased.

The boots from Sears have been phenom!

The sloppy part of spring is almost over so rubber boots will only see use on icky days while I’m still here.


Sucky Lipton Tea Bags

Am I the only one experiencing this? I remember as a kid Lipton used to run commercials about the quality of its flow through tea bag. Lately, over the past year, that quality seems to be non-existent. Doesn’t matter if I’m in Ohio, Illinois or Oregon, whenever I buy a box of Lipton tea bags I always end up with leaves in my tea. Some people may consider this part of drinking tea, but I don’t. Quite honestly the only reason I went back to buying Lipton is I cannot find Teeley tea bags anymore.

Getting a glass full of swirling leaves when you pour iced tea is not a thing to cherish.