Word: shoes
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...preventative over-the-counter drugstore remedies. Everyone's favorite medical professional, Dr. Scholl's, has a massive stake in the market. With his baby powder scent Odor Destroyers sole inserts ($3.69), users can trim the one-size-fits-all slab of scented cushion to fit the bottom of any shoe. No lefty scissors handy? Realize that these pads might flip and flap away with flip-flops? Coat the inside of your shoe with the Doctor's Shoe Shot deodorant powder ($6.99), featuring a Toilet-Duckstyle neck and Zinoxol, "an advanced odor fighting ingredient." Or try the classic Original Foot Powder...
...Shoe repair-shop owner Kim Hyoung Hwan might be startled to hear himself described as a pioneer of the type President Kim extols. But his shop in the port city of Inchon is a good place to see some of the changes sweeping Korea. After losing his job as a purchasing manager at a now bankrupt equipment-manufacturing firm, Kim noticed people were spending more on shoe repairs to save money during the turndown. Demand was also rising as paternalistic companies cut back on the coupons for new shoes they used to hand out to employees as part of Korea...
...graduate of a technical high school, Kim has brought engineering smarts to a low-tech business. Curbside shoe repairmen are still a common sight in Korea, so Kim's store is a shock to many customers. It is stocked with a huge array of heels, soles and polishes. Shoes Kim has miraculously salvaged sit out on display. Up by the front window is the computer he uses to track orders and customers. Boasts Kim: "They are surprised when I tell them I programmed it myself...
...interpret it as the next logical step? Sassy made the world seem, to me, like a very small place--like a neighborhood filled with sisters who could give you a few pointers along the way and tell you if you had toilet paper stuck to the bottom of your shoe. Looking at the world through the magazine's rose-tinted cat-eye glasses convinced me to hang in there, that new ideas and a hip new world were around every bend. Maybe I was just projecting my erstwhile wish for a big sister on a bunch of hapless staff writers...
After my great-uncle survived Auschwitz and came to America in the late 1940s, he got a job selling shoes in Braintree, Mass. He had been a lawyer in Germany, and when the owner of the shoe shop saw that his new salesman was able and educated, he offered him the position of store manager. But my great-uncle declined. He said it was enough for him to be in America and to be able to sell shoes. And so he did, until the day he died...