How did Jesus do it?

I have one question for the owner's of Katy Mills Mall. Why would there be a five inch deep pothole in your parking lot?

Seriously, five inches deep???

I had dinner with my daughter today and we got lucky (or so I thought) and found front row parking. I mean FRONT ROW. We were the first spot in the row. It was raining, so we ran inside and had dinner. After dinner, I went looking for a new clothes hamper. Found a really nice wicker hamper at Marshalls and purchased said hamper. It was still raining so we ran to the car and I went to the back to load the hamper. As I opened the back of my Xterra, I put my foot down and immediately felt water up to my ankle. I thought, "Hmm... my toes sure do feel awful wet." Then it hit me. I almost twisted my ankle trying to get out of the hole. My whole foot was soaked. It looked like a small pool of water. Certainly not a hole full of water.

All I could do was laugh. What else could you do? Since I was still in my work clothes, these would be my nice leather work shoes.

Ashley: "Do you think they'll be okay. They are leather."
Me: "I guess I'm about to find out." (We both chuckle)
Ashley: "If not, you can just soak the other shoe in water. That way they would match."

Damn, that girl is too smart for her own good sometimes. So if you happen to stop by Katy Mills any time soon, avoid the hole outside of the Rainforest Cafe entrance. "You are entering Entrance three into neighborhood three"