Food? Who Needs Food?

I spent my lunch hour today buying hot shoes. Not one pair, but two.

Because I had to buy a cheaper pair to even out the average price of the shoes after buying a kind of expensive pair.

(Never trust the financial logic of a public defender. It has to be skewed to justify taking the job.)

Sure beats my usual lunch hour of checking email and listening to voice mail messages as I shove a sandwich in my mouth before running back to court.

Aaaah, shoes. You make everything all better.