The Nike 6.0 Delorean (oohhh, ahhh)
Well, after 5 months in hiding, I have decided to return to my blog. On Thanksgiving day, my Grandfather asked me why I hadn't written in so long. I thought about it for a moment, and my response to him was, "well my life has been pretty boring lately, I guess I don't really have anything to write about." He told me that he missed my blog and enjoyed reading it, and I told him that I would attempt to write more than every 5 months. Later on that night....a blog worthy event took place. It was like a light bulb went on and I said to myself, "Self, you HAVE to write a blog about this!" So here goes....
Thursday evening after all of the family Thanksgiving festivities had ended, I went to spend sometime with my boyfriend(new word to my blog dictionary, haha). Anyway, he mentioned to me that he really wanted to try to get a limited edition pair of Nike Shoes...specifically, the Nike 6.0 Delorean. The shoe is based on the movie, "Back to the Future," and only 1000 pairs were made. Now, mind you, I have never seen the movie "Back to the Future," so I made my best effort to appear interested and sympathetic to my boyfriend for why he wanted these shoes. At midnight he attempted to buy the shoes from Nike.com, only to find them sold out by the time he had entered his credit card information. What a bummer, right? I told him if he was really serious about buying the shoes at midnight he should have already created an account, set up his credit card info and then he would have been ready to click "buy" right at the stroke of midnight. Obviously this advice was a little too late. So, me being the nice, generous, caring, and loving person that I am, I looked at him and said, "Well do you want to go to Coastal Edge and wait in line for them?" ( Back story- Coastal Edge is one of 5 stores on the East Coast to receive the coveted Nike 6.0 Delorean, and they opened on Fri morning at 4am.) So we sat in his living room going back and forth between deciding to go get the shoes, then deciding we should just call it a night, then deciding we should call Coastal Edge, and then finally deciding that we should go wait for the store to open.
We left the boyfriend's house around 12:30, made a run by 7-11 for snacks and gossip magazines (for me, of course) and then made our way to the Coastal Edge store in Virginia Beach. Now, I'm sure for those of you who know me really well, you're still trying to figure out why in the world I would agree to go out and wait for 3 plus hours for something that I don't even want or care about. I know, it does sound a little crazy. But the look on his face when he saw that the shoes were sold out on line was like a small child finding out that he was adopted. (Not really that bad, but you get the point). So I said yes, even though I was sick, and tired, and still practically in a food coma from earlier in the day. Anyway, back to the story. So we got out or chairs and blankets and set up shop outside of Coastal Edge in Virginia Beach. Things were going well, it was a mild night, I had People mag to read and boyfriend was watching a movie on his phone. Then, after about an hour of sitting there, he turns to me and says, "I think this is the wrong Coastal Edge." My response, "What do you mean this is the wrong Coastal Edge?" His response, "Their facebook page says that only the Coastal Edge in Chesapeake has the shoes."
Fantastic.
So, we pack up our stuff and make the 30 minute drive to the Coastal Edge in Chesapeake. No big deal right? Another hour passes and the boyfriend realizes that his car battery is dead from leaving the key turned toward us and the lights on. Seriously? At this point I'm starting to get concerned. We are sitting in a dark, mostly deserted parking lot with no way to get anywhere, and the store doesn't open for another hour. Luckily, a near by car had jumper cables and we were able to get the battery working again. Finally, at 3:30 we get out of the car and wait outside of Macy's for the doors to open. (We had to go through Macy's to get to Coastal Edge). And I just want to say, if it hadn't been for me knowing every mall in the area like the back of my hand, we might not have made it there as fast as we did. Because you better believe when the sales lady opened those doors I was busting through them and sprinting for Coastal Edge. There was no way that I was going to go through all of this with no Nike Delorean shoes to show for it.
So we get to Coastal Edge and find every teeny bopper in town waiting at the door. At this moment I think to myself, "Oh my gosh, if these kids who weren't even born when Back to the Future came out get these shoes over my grown, adult Boyfriend, he is going to freak." Luckily, all the kids were there for the free giftcard and not the shoes. So I bolted for the first sales girl I could find and asked her if they had the shoes. Her response, "Well, actually we do have them, but just not in the store." My response, "So then you really don't have them?" Her response, "Well we will be getting them in, we just don't know when." My response, "Ok, well can we reserve a size 12?" Her response, "Actually we are only getting in a size 8 and 9." REALLY??????
Seconds later, boyfriend walks up and sees me talking with sales girl. I tell him they only have an 8 and a 9. His sad, I just found out I was adopted face returns. The sales girl convinces him to pay for the size 9 and she will call him when they come in. I tell him I wouldn't pay for a shoe that isn't even in the store. Sounds sketchy right? So we pay for the shoes, get our gift card, browse around and leave by 4:30. On the way home boyfriend has to listen to me going on and on about how "Putting something on the Coastal Edge facebook page about having the shoes is essentially false advertising when you really don't have the shoes, and you better believe I am going to write them a nasty facebook comment." Boyfriend tells me that writing a comment won't help anything but I say it will make me feel better. I still haven't written the comment, but I am strongly considering it.
Saturday afternoon boyfriend gets a call from the store saying the shoes have arrived. I find myself kind of surprised that the shoes actually exist at this point. So boyfriend picks up the shoes and brings them home. He can't wear them since they are 3 sizes too small, so they are just sitting in the box in his living room. His idea is that he will sell the shoes on Ebay, and then buy the shoes in the correct size with the money he makes from selling the other ones. Pretty smart, right? The crazy thing is, out of the 1000 pairs sold, over 100 are already being re-sold online. There is just something wrong about that if you ask me.
So there it is, my blog worthy story. Overall it was a fun night and a memorable experience to say the least. Boyfriend is happy that he has 1 out of 1000 pairs of "limited edition" shoes, and I am just happy that he's happy. Hopefully you find it as humorous as I did. I promise I will attempt to write more frequently, but only when something "blog worthy happens". Until next time....
