Ticalza Cagliari

The shoes are perhaps beautiful but this is certainly not the merit of the master because he is only "selling" them: sitting behind his altar with the newspaper in his hand, too busy to stand up and greet the only customers. The place is dark and if you don't come in you think it's closed. To my question, how come this year there are only black boots, he answered me with another question: is what the blue wanted? There is winter! No dear sir, I wanted the leather-colored boots. Second question: how much are the boots I took off the shelf? There is money, the answer. I turn the shoe around but there is no price. Then finally tired of "working", the master gets up from his chair because he does not know by heart the price of his article. Look for the price on the shelf, finally with an uninviting voice he shoots me the price but at this point I decided to go out with an unanswered greeting. I'm a trader too and it takes a lot more to do this job than to be bored, rude and rude. I don't know how with his behavior he managed to keep his shop standing for so many years. Credit goes to the parents probably.

Congratulations !! Very nice shoes