All Because Of A Pair Of Women’s ShoesPosted: September 19, 2013
Sometimes I see things which do nothing but raise questions. I think about those questions, but eventually conclude that I am not the one who has the answers. Reaching that conclusion involves a significant amount of time.
Let me give you an example of what I’m talking about.
How Did He Not See This?
A few months ago, I had the oil changed in my car. I was milling around outside while I waited. There was a waiting room, but I didn’t want to sit in there because Dr. Phil was on the television. I think Dr. Phil is a hack. I was the only one in the waiting area who held that opinion, so I went outside.
While I was hanging around, I looked up and there, on some power lines between the auto shop and a near-by bar, were a pair of women’s shoes with very high heels. This seemed odd.
I asked the oil change guy about the shoes*. He had not even seen them. So now I had two big questions:
- What was the story of those shoes?
- Am I the only one who looks up?
After extensive deliberation, I concluded that it was not likely that I’d learn the truth about the shoes.
It’s Me, Isn’t It?
Today, I went back for another oil change. The television was on a news station, but the people on the screen were speculating about what might have happened during the latest tragedy du jour. Do you know what isn’t news? Speculation. I was the only one in the waiting area who held that opinion, so I went outside.
While I was hanging around, I looked up. The shoes were still there. I don’t know where I expected them to go, but there they were. And here we are, back at the questions that bother me so.
I’ve heard that a pair of tennis shoes, laces tied together and tossed over a power line was some sort of signal that drugs were for sale in the area. I can’t validate that. In my career as a police officer I saw drugs sold in areas with and without the shoe marker. But now I wonder, does a pair of women’s heels slung over a wire mean something too?
The wire that the shoes are on is higher than most. I wonder about the throw that got them up there.
I’ve never seen someone throw sneakers on a power line. I imagine it takes a number of tries to get it to happen, and that’s with a foot and a half of shoe string as a margin of error. It seems that connecting the straps of a pair of hoochie shoes leaves no room for error. Could this have been the most amazing shoe throw since the development of our electric power grid?
And what of the woman who was wearing those shoes? Why wasn’t she wearing them at the time of the fateful fling?
I have a hard time deciding what might have led to her shoes being thrown over the wire. Sometimes I think it might have been a dispute with another woman. Other times I believe it was an abusive guy she was with. Both of those ideas are distasteful.
Today, as you read this, a pair of woman’s shoes hangs from a utility wire, high above an oil change shop. I’ve considered the issue, but that hasn’t changed anything.
That doesn’t mean I’m not concerned. I am. I’m always concerned, especially about the most trivial matters…like whether I am the only person in the world who looks up for no good reason.
* Yes, I really did ask the oil change guy about the shoes. Welcome to my world.