Greatest Question There Ever Was Bar None, Almost
Why, on earth, does the sound of a woman with high heels walking along a hard floor sound like a horse’s hoofs?
The shame of the high heels maker people! Do they know the laughter, the embarrassment and the shame they are causing on a daily basis? Take this, for example:
Last week I went to a parents’ evening. I hate being a parent at times like this, mainly because I hated school and I can’t help but project the demonic face of my one most hated teacher on to the face of every teacher I meet now. I put this to one side, of course. It’s all part of the job.
The place of shame where this story is set is the corridor. My wife and I were standing there along with hordes of small future men and women and present day men and women saying things like I wonder where I can get the best moisturizer for oily skin. And then came the sound of hoofs, it really did sound like hoofs. I looked up and found my wife was not impressed with my observation, even though all the children were making the same observation and everyone knows that children are good at telling the distinct sound of hoofs.
The mocking grew louder. I tried to look very serious and failed. As the woman walked past us the neighing began. It was authentic neighing of the highest standard. I commended one group of ten for their neighing ability and received a slap round the head for it.
So, high heels maker people, maybe you should do something about this. It was funny, but it also hurt.
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