Lola and the Shoes

I know, what are a picture of my horrible collection of shoes doing here? Well, there is a bit of a story about it if you want to read on.
My usual trip home consists of two metro subways and a car ride. Normally speaking, I get to spend a lot of that time reading news and reflecting on the day while listening to music. Such was the case as usual when I transferred from the red to the green line and found myself a solo seat. As soon as I got comfortable a woman sat next to me and then her observation disrupted my music, but changed the course of the ride home.
"Do men look at shoes," she asked. Initally, I was not sure that I even heard her correctly. Then she said, "look at that woman right there. What do you think about those shoes?"
Now normally, I do look at shoes. Heck, I look at everyone's shoes. There really is not much else that one should look at while on the metro. But to be engaged with that question had me thinking some.
Her name was Lola and she is a Mexican American from California; at least that is what she told me in that short time that we talked until her stop. Her questions were in one part interesting because she was asking me if women really do care about those things, such as shoes (because she does not), and what kind of value are women and men really placing on their looks.
Of course, I thought about my shoes, and the nice but not great condition that they were in at the moment. Its interesting in talking with someone about something so simple as shoes how it can be pulled into your thoughts as something deeper and much more revealing.
So we talked about shoes, then perceptions, and finally I asked her what her name was. I personally figure that I might not run into a Mexican American named Lola from California on the Green Line ever again, but I wanted to remember. It is not often that my metro ride is broken by a conversation that I am in and find plesant.
And about the shoes. Well, I walked into my apt thinking long and hard, but had no reason why I wouldn't show what my shoes look like. At least now folks can say that my feet are plentiful and big too :)
Romans 10:15 (KJV)
...as it is written, How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel of peace, and bring glad tidings of good things!
How interesting to have a conversation with Lola about shoes. How interesting indeed.
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