Dear Crocs-
I must apologize; I misjudged you. I thought that all you made were ugly, holey abominations with heel straps. I get that you're all about comfort, but good lord! Who wants to walk around a Swiss Cheese on their feet (except perhaps Wisconsin Cheese-heads)?

Any way, there I was with my prejudices in all their glory when I found the cutest green (green!) wedges. I had to have them. I looked at the inside label and thought it said "Cross." I had never heard of that brand, so I approached the saleslady to inquire about them.
"I love those Crocs, don't you?" She immediately asked.
"Crocs?" I thought, "She must be crazy." But then, lo and behold when I looked at the label again (more carefully this time) it said "Crocs." I vomited on the spot. (Well, not really, but that would have been really dramatic.)

In the end it didn't matter. I had no choice but to buy the shoes. I went online afterwords and researched the company. As it turns out, they sell plenty of shoes that any self-respecting person could own and wear, so I have reconciled myself with not hating the company as a whole. I will never condone the abominations that first inspired my wrath, but I can no longer maintain my prejudice.

Besides, how can I hate a company with such a cute logo?

My deepest apologies,
Laura