Problem one; they call them flip flops for a reason, that is the noise they make. When you work in a library it isn't good to wear anything that makes noise, epically when you are trying to catch kids in the act drawing on desks. The 'flip flop' is a dead give away.
Problem two; in the torrential down pours of fall, along with the linoleum floors in the librarians lounge means the occasional lack of traction issues will become a bigger problem. For example, when I'm carrying my tray of food to the table and I slip and I toss cherry tomato's and cottage cheese all over the color printer.
Problem three; isn't so much a problem as a point of pride. The kids at the boarding school where I work all look like the just stepped out of a J. Crew catalogue. Their 80$ ballet flats make me and my 10$ flip flops feel about as unfashionable as MC Hammer Pants. 
So today I went in search of some sensible black flats that I can wear to work. As usual while looking for something plain and simple I come home with some thing akin to what a 5 year old would pick out after getting a sticker on her spelling test.

Behold! My non-sensible, bright red, bedazzled, big-bowed, flats. Thank you Nordstrom Rack for helping me to pick a pair of shoes met none of my very specific shoe criteria. Thank you sales lady who gushed for five minutes about how she wished they were her size. Thank you genetics for blessing me the right size feet. And lastly, Thank you sale sticker for telling me these Dorothy-esque babies were 50% off!
So, while these are not the shoes I was looking for, they will have to stand in as my fall flats.
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