Online Shoe Shopping and the Reason that I am Perpetually Broke

I just opened up the internet with the intention of visiting the Metropolitan Museums of Art’s website to find out what exhibitions are going on right now. However, once the Google page was open I typed the word “superga” into the Google search field and pressed Enter. The results came up for the official Superga website, some online retailers that sell Superga sneakers and then, three results down, the words, “Shopping results for superga” with five pictures of adorable sneakers in white, grey, navy, yellow, and army green. Without thinking I clicked on the photo of the grey pair. Grey is my second favorite color next to black. But no, this isn’t the Metropolitan Museums of Art’s website, I think as I recall my initial internet intention. This is Amazon.com! I press Backspace and return to the Google results page. Then again without thinking I click on the official Superga website. No, still not the Metropolitan Museums of Art’s website! But this is a very good looking website indeed, I think. Why am I here, I wonder? Well, let me click through a few pages of this just to see the pictures. Oh, is that a picture of a beach on the Italian cost? How lovely! I do want to go there. I wonder if they have the same grey pair here that I clicked on before. I check because I’m curious. Yes, they do. And I wonder if they have my size. Yes, they do. As I select “Steel Grey Canvas” from the drop down menu a red arrow appears next to a red button marked “Add to Cart.” Well, if you insist, I think, but only to find out how much they charge for shipping because I am very curious at this point. I am vaguely aware that this is not what I meant to be doing. However, I’ve come this far, I think. And then out comes the credit card and now there’s a pair of Italian sneakers on their way to my office in three business days.

How did that happen? I want to blame the internet for making spending money so easy. I want to blame credit cards for making money look like plastic – because who cares about plastic? I’d give it away if I had an account full of it. If only it really was just plastic that I was trading for a shopping experience that I barely partook in over the internet. Honestly, I feel quite helpless about internet shoe shopping, but I know the blame is with me.

Oh Well, I think, it’s over. At least now I can peruse the Metropolitan Museums of Art’s website without distraction. There aren’t any cute shoes in their online gift shop.