Tech Gal Weakness: Shoes

I don't know what it is about shoes, but I feel like I can never have enough. I don't even need to dress up for work (I pretty much wear jeans everyday) and I organized my shoes this evening and was overwhelmed by the number of pairs that I have. I mean, I totally wear all of them and (most) are very practical. Plus it's technically winter now here in SF, so I totally needed those adorable brown slouchy flat boots that I picked up today (they were on sale...I SWEAR) and the other black ankle pointy toed ones I got from zappos last week. I could write a whole post on zappos alone, between their customer service to their unbelievable selection and kick-a** free shipping upgrades, I feel like I will never look at shoe shopping the same way.

Anyways, back to root (or should I say heel...haha) of the shoe problem. I don't know a single one of my friends who doesn't love them. Even non-girly girls love shoes. What is it about them that is so appealing? I actually have a friend who has over 40 pairs stashed in her closet and almost always wears uggs, vans or flipflops. I am convinced that all women have this weakness. Perhaps it is HBO's fault or Dorothy and her fabulous ruby red slippers. HBO may take the cake due to the unbelievable success of Sex and the City, a show that references at least one pair of $500 shoes on every episode. Women lust after said shoes even though we know they are unrealistic, uncomfortable and completely overpriced. Are we that easy to please? Is the key to every woman's heart through a pair of Manolos, Louboutins or Choos? I don't think so, but they sure are pretty.

Tech Gal Baracks the Vote

I am an Obama fan and I am exceptionally proud. Tomorrow (hopefully, I'm staying VERY positive) marks the end of the Bush regime and the beginning of something new and exciting. I sincerely hope that I can post tomorrow and say that I feel the world is moving in the right direction. I know this is a little heavy compared to my usual upbeat and sassy commentary, but I want to stress the importance of going out and voting tomorrow. I will be at the polls bright and early (before my morning conference call...ick) and am going to have a hard time sitting still until a winner is declared. I wish everyone out there a wonderful election day. It's going to be fun and exciting one for sure!

Seriously? SERIOUSLY.

So as I have mentioned before, I am an overly connected person. I am constantly texting, mobile internet-ing, twittering, and facebook updating. Generally, I like to know what all my friends are doing at any given time but recently something went seriously wrong. I love twitter, I really do. Those adorable 140 character updates sometimes make my day. Today was not that day.

There once was a boy, let's call him silly tech boy 1.0, who is also overly connected and exceptionally busy like myself. Silly tech boy 1.0 (or STB 1.o for short) had expressed interest in going on a date a few weeks back, but it hasn't quite happened yet. STB 1.0 was happy to tweet when he was hitting all the tech parties, enjoying a movie, or visiting other friends, yet could not make time to call a wonderful tech gal like myself back. So, I decided to unfollow STB 1.0 on twitter because honestly I didn't need to know what he was doing 24/7.

And here comes the seriously part. Less than TWO HOURS LATER I receive a forwarded email from STB 1.0 from a lovely (and now hated) service, called qwitter. The service sends you an email every time someone stops following you on twitter and apparently STB 1.0 had signed up for the service and KNEW that I stopped following him. How embarrassing is that? How was I supposed to know that this freaking technology existed!? I had a friend who recently got called on un-friending someone on facebook, but I had NO idea that you could tell when someone stopped following you on twitter. I mean, I love technology, I really do, but what was the service's parent company thinking when they created the service? Did they know it advance that it would totally mess with my afternoon? And NOW I have to freaking explain myself to STB 1.0...Seriously? SERIOUSLY!!!!