We’re still seeing the white stuff in the air and on the ground. I know it’s mid-April and we should be done with this nonsense by now. The sad truth is we ain’t. That’s why it was so easy to see the boot in the middle of the road.
This morning on the way in to town we drove through a fairly busy intersection. It’s the kind of intersection that has a complicated sequence of advance green lights and dedicated turning lanes. The tire tracks on the snow tell the story of intricate patterns that only 17th century court dancers could appreciate. Fiddle with your radio for a second too long and you’ve missed your chance to get to the other side of the road.
This morning, in the dead centre of this gear art masterpiece, a single boot lay stretched out on the pavement. No delicate high-heeled beauty or single wall rubber boot with fanciful colours, it was the lace-up kind, a serious boot for serious snow.
I’m always intrigued by the loneliness of a single piece of footwear. Something are just meant to be in pairs. Chopsticks. Doorknobs. Peanut Butter Cups.
So how did that boot come to be there? Did it have a fight with its mate and decide, “That’s it, I’ve had it!”? Was it a teenage boot awash with hormones and angst, run away from home? Was it the glass slipper equivalent of a Yeti Cinderella story?
There was no way to get a photo of that boot so I did what any person would do. I Googled ‘abandoned shoe on the road’. About 1,100,000 results in 0.46 seconds. That’s a lot of attention being paid to a fairly niche issue. Is there something more sinister going on that I should know about? There’s at least one Facebook page, natch, a Wikipedia entry and a Twitter account devoted to abandoned footwear on public roads. My favourite site is Droppit’s Shoe Loss Page http://with1shoe.com/home
So next time you see a solitary sole (mwaha!) show ’em some love! It’s the least we can do for these poor mateless shoes.
Photo credit: https://twitter.com/abandonedshoes