Oh man, the little mom and pop place where we do a lot of 'we're out of such-and-such' shopping, and which has a great butcher, just posted an noSSS sign, 'for insurance.' I used to stop there on the way back from a barefoot run to pick something up. A month or more ago one of the clerks told me not to come back without shoes, but I've been blowing that edict off when he's not there. Now looks like I have to bring sandals along with me. I may have to become a little more activist and try to talk to the owners, who are both really nice guys, but the owner I see around the shop the most is really overweight and may not be too receptive to the BF message. Give me strength comrades, as I march feebly into battle and propose I sign a waiver form.