Where All the Lights are Bright

A lead from a NBC affiliate friend (thank you Steve) put me in touch with a GE (General Electric) rep 2 days ago. The rep needed a freelancer on the double for a few days in New Jersey. 48 hours later I'm bouncing around Secaucus shooting Industrial training tapes on machine parts for their workers. One caveat tonight was finding steel-toed safety shoes to wear inside the factories while working. Besides goggles, a face mask and earplugs, safety rules require protective footing. I didn't have much time so I hit the streets of Midtown with a few University friends (now Professors) hunting for these one-of-kind sh**-kickers. First though, we wet our appetite enjoying a Vietnamese favorite, Po-soup cuisine with Green Tea and Spring Rolls. Yummy. When we finally finished (it's tough eating soup with chopsticks) all the shoe stores had locked up nice and tight for the night. Where to go, where to go? Tamara recommended Times Square: "where all the lights are bright, Times Square". Sure enough, cushioned between the next off-broadway musical hit and a Duane Reade was Sketchers, lit up with a shining neon marque. No steel-tips to be found here but a pair of heavy duty, weather-proof soles that came as close to protecting my toes from falling debris as I'm going to find at quarter to midnight. Only in Manhatten can your every need, wish, want and whim be fulfilled in a couple blocks in just a few minutes. Life is good here.