I went for a walk this morning.
There was a woman walking down the street, towards me, wearing a green T-shirt with white writing at the front. It took me a while to figure out what her T-shirt said because they used an unnecessarily complicated font. I must have stared at her chest for a bit too long because, when I looked up, she smiled at me shyly and she seemed quite uncomfortable.
The T-shirt read: “Life is better in flip flops”.
She was actually wearing flip flops and I was in my red tennis shoes, which made me question her quality of life in comparison to mine. I smiled back.
There are two ways to look at it. On the one hand, her life must be better than mine because her T-shirt claims that “life is better in flip flops”. On the other hand, I’m pretty sure the woman was regretting her choice of footwear and was thinking about how much her life sucked at that moment.
Because life is not better in flip flops when it’s cold and raining outside. Like today.