The Post Where You All Hate Me

As per the apparent Social Media Requirement that anyone on vacation must post a Vacation Feet shot, here's mine:

"So sorry all of you are at work on Monday... I'll think of you while I'm out by the pool, with something cold in my hand."

So, I know you hate me because I'm rubbing my leisure in your face. But try not to hate me because I'm daring to wear Crocs, in this day and age. 

Crocs are perfect for pool/beach wear, because they keep your feet from burning on the scorching-hot cement or sand. You can wear them right in the water, so you don't step on some scuttling, pointy-shelled, pincer-wielding crustacean, or discarded condoms.  

Also, these particular Crocs have the Steelers logo on them, which means they're appropriate for any occasion, from beach-bumming to baptisms.

It's going to be a shame to have to leave, tomorrow.  I'm trying to convince my parents to take me on as a pool boy, but Dad says "That's MY job."  

I would audition for a cooking job, but Mom has that nailed down...

Dad fills in too, as needed...

So it looks like I'm going to have to come home.

On the bright side, at least I can get Pop Tarts at home...