Vapour Rub

I have pes planus, more commonly known as flat feet. In the colder months it's not too bad, my arch supports sit quite nicely in winter shoes. In summer it can be hell, not only do I contend with chaffing of the thighs but my foot problem limits my footwear choices to expensive summer shoes or arch supports poking out of the sides of my trusty sandals. Fed up of my moaning my daughter dragged me to a specialist shop to have my feet measured and fitted with supportive sandals. So there I was on the hottest day of the year having my perspiration drenched feet handled by a delicate young woman with manicured hands and no obvious sense of smell. I suppose shoe sales people must become accustomed to smelly feet. Either that or they go to work with vapour rub smeared under their nostrils. After a good ten minutes of measuring and requests to cross and uncross my leg, the lady with the smell impairment disappeared to the stock room and returned with a pair of sturdy sandals which could see me to Lands End and back. As I considered the hefty price tag she gently reminded me the future consequences of wearing ill fitting shoes. No sooner than she could say crippling back pain she had made another sale to the gullible bloke with arch supports.