After My failed shoe shopping trip, I was desperate to find a pair of sandals. ParkHer was summoned once again to drive Me to Robina Shopping Centre where I had two things to do: 1) shoe shopping and 2) hat box purchase.
My chauffeur collected Me on the dot of 1.30pm as instructed. Arriving at Robina, I decided to leave the hat box purchase until last which meant shoe shopping was first on My agenda. Myer has now opened its store at Robina and that is where I would have a look to begin with. Myer generally has a good selection of shoe brands and I would have been very surprised to not find something suitable. After searching the entire shoe section, I found only two viable possibilities, one of which I favoured more than the other. Having tried on both pairs, the Basque black patent leather slingback sandals were a clear winner and there was even a 25% discount on all summer sandals. What perfect timing again for this Goddess *GRINS*.
Feeling relieved that I had finally been able to successfully purchase what I was after, the next stop was The Hat Shop to get the correct sized box to store My beautiful hat. With My chauffeur in tow carrying My hat in its new hat box, I was in need of some coffee and a bite to eat and W/we made O/our way to a new little cafe to appease My craving before heading home.
I was in a jovial mood by this point and as W/we exited the car park, I informed My chauffeur that he would take a detour via his unit. It was time for Me to do an inspection of his apartment which was well overdue! This was a complete surprise to My slave (which was the intention) and My arrival at his unit took no time at all.
As I was escorted into slave tate’s apartment, the first thing I noticed was the very untidy and dirty kitchen bench. The next thing which stood out was the filthy, greasy kettle which was supposed to be white but looked grey in colour. I ran My finger over the TV cabinet to find lots of dust there and in many other places it should not have been. A poor initial impression. I then walked into the bathroom and MY GODDESS, I could not BELIEVE what I saw – a white bath which was more black than white! Really slave tate… I know I love zebras but that kind of black and white is NOT acceptable!!!
Could anything be any worse in My slave’s unit? I still had his bedroom and ensuite to inspect. The bedroom was not tidy and had clothes thrown on the floor in the corner. The ensuite bathroom at first appeared to be reasonably clean until I turned My attention to the shower. The cream tiles of the shower floor looked far too brown and upon closer inspection, I discovered why… they were covered in a thick layer of built up scum.
Now I was totally shocked by the state of My slave’s apartment, so much so that I gave him 48 hours to sort it out before I returned for an updated inspection on Saturday! Had a cane been at My disposal, I would have administered a caning right there and then! slave tate had a very lucky break in that regard and I gave him no indication whether there would be a pending punishment or not – he could sweat on that for 48 hours!