Half The Fun Of Having Feet......

It started early for me.

It was Easter season and I was watching Ray Rayner and Red Goose shoes were advertising a give away of a golden egg stuffed with prizes for every shoe sale.

I couldn't wait to go out and find a pair of Red Goose shoes and get my golden egg with the prizes inside.

I found a pair of beautiful shoes - black patent leather with a strap across the foot -oh, I was styling! I loved to go shopping all the time, and this was no different.

The salesman made sure I had ample room in my toes and I was happy as a clam - until....

Shortly after my father paid for the shoes and the box was placed in the yellow bag with the white drawstring, I asked for my golden egg. It was a natural question - especially since the lady ringing up the sale had forgotten to drop an egg in the box - I was little, but I wasn't blind!

"Oh, we don't have any more - we're all out.." she says.

If I had known then what I know now - I would have canceled the sale and asked to go elsewhere - but I was a kid. I was naive, and I couldn't at that point imagine that a person would try and cheat a kid. Who wants these crappy shoes if I can't get the prize?

If half the fun of having feet is Red Goose Shoes, how come you don't make sure you have enough gifts for the gift with purchase give away - that's not customer service!

Red Goose shoes doesn't exist anymore - any guesses why?