Here's a very, VERY short story.*(spoiler alert: I end up with NEW SHOES).
I'm not a very good storyteller, so bear with me. Let's DO THIS.
My sister, SURPRISE, SURPRISE, finds a pair of shoes she wants somewhere deep in the bowels of the internet (there are times when I'm just flabbergasted at the amount of shit she can find on the compu-tater). She breaks her "I-don't-need-a-new-pair-of-shoes-EVERY-week" rule, bust out her credit card and buys a pair of verrrry cooooool oxfords from Osborn Design.
End of story? NOOOOOOO (sorry, the story's not that short. I gots problem with conciseness).
She sends them to the house (her apartment is "mail/package"-unfriendly); I get the box, open the box, and low-and-behold, inside that box was the CRAZIEST COOL shoes I've seen in a while.
I take a couple of pictures to email Jaya. I call her. Then I tell her, "I WILL BUY THESE SHOES OFF OF YOU."