Hopping along the path. I meet a woman building a fence. You’re walking the wrong way, she says. No, I reply. This is the direction that I must go. She laughs and shakes her head, then almost as an afterthought she adds, I meant that most people use both feet.
I really wanted to come to your party, but I forgot to put on my party shoes. Actually I didn’t forget my party shoes, I lost them. Well not really lost them, more like they got stolen. You see, my party shoes got stolen by a violin. So now all I’ve got are my walking shoes, and I can’t go to your party in my walking shoes. My walking shoes are for walking. That’s why they’re called walking shoes.