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David Epstein walked into a shoe store and asked for a pair of shoes, size 8.
The sales assistant said: "Are you sure, sir? You look like a size 12 to me."
"Just bring me a size 8," insisted David.
So the assistant fetched a pair of size 8 shoes and David squeezed his feet into them with obvious discomfort. He then stood up in the shoes, but with considerable pain.
"Listen," David explained, "I can’t afford my kids school tuition, I've lost my house to the taxman, I live with my mother-in-law, and I’ve gained 50 pounds. The only pleasure I have left is to come home at night and take off my shoes!"