Shoes and Shirts

So my mom and I went shopping for sandals to go with the gorgeous dress I painstakingly got to wear to my childhood friend's wedding (she threatened to un-invite me if I did not dress myself in what counts as 'pretty' clothing - after I revealed my plans to wear a fine suit). There was this one store that I wandered into with her in tow....

There was no music playing. It was lit with florescent lights that gave the place a cold, dead glow. The shelves were covered in a thick layer of dust, but the shoes displayed on them weren't (fortunately). The walls looked like they were just starting to lose their paint, from the ceiling down. There were 2 hand-made signs, one on each side of the store, advertising reduced prices on the wares, done in thick red paint. The store owner... I'm assuming he's the owner... he was the only person there anyway... when he spoke, he did not speak the way a normal person does.

I almost felt like I had stepped into a serial killer's daytime job. I couldn't help but imagine that he maybe was someone who liked feet a little too much and had a collection of feet from the victims he killed...

I kept my cool and looked around before leaving. Once I left, I hurried the fuck away from there :\ If my mother felt the same way I did, she didn't let on about it. Strange shit, folks. You never think you'll end up in a place / environment like this and then you do, one day. Makes a good story but pretty damn creepy.

Then again maybe it was just my imagination getting away from me. He could just be an unwilling heir to the storefront and doesn't care about it but has no other way to make a living.

I've brighter things to talk about now! Well, one thing.
Was at a shopping center later and my eyes caught sight of a t-shirt patterned with unicorns.
This fucking t-shirt makes me laugh. I can't not laugh whenever I look at it. A laugh escapes my lungs like those amano shrimp I got last year that, no matter what, got their way out of the fishtank and leapt to their slow, cruel, dry deaths.
The unicorns themselves are just a simple print, a small silhouette printed over and over across the fabric in silver.
But the material it was printed with...
Fucking shines with a rainbow glow.
You know how you see things in a store and it compulsively makes you exclaim "I WANT THIS."? This was one of them. I bought that fucking shirt and its glorious rainbow shining unicorns.