Shoe war

Being on my feet at work all the time, I give my footwear some hammer. So I purchased some work trainer type shoes of a more expensive variety in order to get more wear out of them. As usual these new work shoes frowned down on my older 'decent' footwear. So I made the decision to relegate my 'decent' shoes to become for work. My new and cheaper footwear seemed to gloat at the underling pair as the sat side by side in my kitchen. I felt sorry for my old faithful decent shoes after their 18 month service. During a hail storm after my working week, I walked back to the van to leave for home. My left sock felt the cold wet cuddle of rain water. It was obvious that I had sprung a leak. One week at work had rendered one shoe holey. I put my trolley back and squelched my way to the van again. Was my second foot having sympathy for my first? No I really did have a second wet foot. BOTH shoes now had sprung leaks within minutes of each other. It was like when elderly couples have one die and the other gives up the will to live. I looked underneath both shoes and upon squeezing them saw the bubbles of air  coming from the souls. My new shoes had won hands down. As I arrived home and threw my broken footwear in the dustbin in front of my new ones. 
They looked smug, all dry and clean. 
Well fuck you new shoes, I thought. What I didn't tell you was that upon purchasing you and leaving the store a week ago, I spotted AIRWALK footwear for the same price which I wanted an excuse to buy. Now I have my reason. You my friend are instantly cast down again to be my work shoes as intended and the AIRWALK ones are going to piss on your chips, ha ha, you can't cheat fate my toe carrying amigos.