A little tiff between us. Who is right?

I am. Of course.

And what would you have done?

DH went to put a pair of shoes in the trash this morning. Work shoes. "Hey, what are you doing? We can get those resoled. I like those shoes." He said, "We are going to get new ones. I'm not paying to get these resoled." Okay. I don't blame him for not wanting to pay to have them resoled when they are a part of his uniform and the company supplies everything needed for the men in his department. The shoes are actually in pretty decent shape - the soles - they have some worn down areas. No holes or anything. They are "wing tip" looking. That is why DH doesn't like them. Too foo foo for him.

So, anyway. As we were getting ready to leave the house with The Kids to do our morning jaunt, DH grabbed the shoes and I said, "Leave them there. I need to get shoelaces for them." DH, explained that he had taken the shoe laces out in case he needs a replacement. Or something. [Just stop, right there. We can afford new shoelaces if you need them!] I said, "There is no sense putting those shoes out there that someone is going to take without shoe laces." DH said, "How many workers have you seen that wear a Size 13? Should we put socks and underwear out with them, too?" Well, I have seen a few workers that probably have pretty good sized feet - most of the workers are relatively small men, but there are a few... And yes, putting socks out with them wouldn't be such a bad idea! These guys cannot afford socks. Or shoes.

DH got all pissy. "They are trash. I'm not putting them out there for someone to take and wear." They are still in good enough condition that they can be worn for sometime, in my opinion. And, DH doesn't like them as much as he likes his plain ones. That's all. It is that simple. Believe me, if they were shoes he paid for and not a part of his uniform, we would be taking them to be resoled. I know this. DH knows this. DH says, "Why do you have to argue with me about everything?" [What the heck are you talking about?!] I responded, "You are the one arguing with me about this." We had a two or three block exchange over the shoes. [Which, by the way, are in the kitchen. I'll get some laces for them the next time I go to the Commissary. I am NOT putting shoes out with no laces. Some little worker who wears a Size 9 shoe will be wearing them, stuffing them with newspaper to make them fit, and tripping out of them because they don't have laces. I do not want that to happen.]

Part of our exchange was me stating that I cannot believe that he would be so inconsiderate as to take the laces out of old shoes just in case he needs a shoe lace for an emergency back-up. If that is such a concern, he should have voiced it sometime ago and I would have a pack of shoelaces - brand new - in preparation for such a shoe emergency. Who wears a pair of wing tip shoes without laces? Whatever.

Who was right?
	You are, Sabra. You are always right.
	Your husband. They are his shoes. Let him have the laces if he wants them.
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What would you have done?
	Put the shoes out sans laces.
	Put the old laces back in the shoes and put the shoes out.
	Buy new laces for the shoes and put the shoes out.
	Buy socks and underwear to go with the shoes.
	Put the stupid shoes in the trash. Who cares?!
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