The Shoe Salesman

"Hilarious Fellow" "A joy to be around, once" "Exported knowledge" Large black man Joe in "The Magus" Fades into a cartoon, but larger. Carried a typical dialect. Spoke with knowledge and pride in job, but was fooling. One self was transparent to me. Not a typical retail ignorance, something supreme, comical and large. Imposed knowledge of rotating shoes, for feet stimulus. Walked uncomfortably, as my great-uncle does after to knee replacements, (although I doubt he had the money for such needed operations). Spoke of working under an arch-bishop in The Roman Catholic Church of Italia. Huge mythical stories that could not possible be true. A retail clerk that fit the profile more of a liar, story-teller then an adventurer or world traveler. Did not seem Catholic, but Baptist if anything. Attempted to dress nice, but with a sloppiness that wreaked of familiarity. Sweated...beads that he wiped with his wrist. May have been the manager, spoke of ordering shoes (although the reasons seemed to be out of his control). Spoke with knowledge, but over stepped his bounds. "Space-age stuff", "Rubber compounds". Showed no bias toward my friend or myself. Knew no age or color. Smiled. Needed to be closer and continue dialog. "European cut" or "style", "leather sole". Used specific names and brands. Knew current pop culture. Fat people have a personality that I can not grasp, I do not have the honor to grasp. His name had to have been "Karl" or "Eugene".