Up this morning and dressed for work. Wife Doesn't feel good so she will not be riding in with me. And the dog wants a second shot at the bushes so I let him out the door and decide since my yard is totally private and the wife is flat out, I will remove my socks and put on my driving heels out in the driveway while a wait for the pooch to finish.
I sit on the rear bumper of the SUV and proceed to remove a shoe and sockand admire my stocking clad foot hanging out of my slacks. Put on the 3" heel I had hidden under the seat. Remove the other shoe and sock and put on the other heel. I enjoy a moment prancing around the driveway in my heels. Life is good! The dog comes back up to me and does his "I want to go back in now" dance, so I ease up the steps so I don't make a clomping sound with the heels, let him in, and hop in the vehicle for my 26 mile ride to work.
As I hit the first intersection some 20 miles later (I am now entering civilization) I notice as I slow for the stoplight that the car to my left has it's window down and the driver is waving furiously. Okay, somedody needs directions. I roll my window down just in time to hear the other driver say "There is a pair of mens shoes and socks sitting on your rear bumper!"
Now, I am in slacks, stocking feet , and 3" heels....and my only drab shoes are on the back bumper....IN TRAFFIC !!!
About then there is a knock on the right window. I turn to see a smiling gentleman holding up my shoes. I quickly roll down the window and he tosses them through while saying "You might need these dear." (Yes..."dear"....he must have seen the heels on my feet as he was tapping on the window.)
Oh this is starting off to be a great day.
Emily Ann
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