Shoe Your Support

Story Sent in by David:

One of the first things I noticed about Laura on our date was that she wore mismatched pumps. They appeared to be the same style but one was baby blue and the other was golden yellow. I asked her, "Did you dress in the dark?"

She laughed and said, "No!" with no further explanation.

I asked, "So is that the new style or what?"

She said, "No... I promise to tell you later if you stop asking."

It wasn't any kind of big deal so we went to dinner and had plenty of small talk. She didn't mention the thing with her shoes for a long while and I had quite forgotten about it when she brought it up at the end of dinner.

"So you want to know why I'm wearing two different color shoes?"


"AIDS awareness."

That was it. I said, "Why all the secrecy? You could've told me that when I first asked you about them."

She said, "I didn't want you to feel bad. You're not wearing anything for AIDS awareness."

"Is it AIDS Awareness Week?"

"Every week is AIDS Awareness Week. The most caring people wear clothes in solidarity."

"So I'm not a caring person, then?"

She shrugged. "You said it. Not me. It's an epidemic. I'm sure you've heard of it."

"I have. I just don't usually change my clothing for epidemics."

She sighed, "That's too bad. I really hoped that you'd show up in something empathetic."

Okay. We split the meal and she bid me a hasty goodbye. Despite the good conversation, she wrote me before I could write her and she said that she didn't think things were going to work out and wished me the best of luck.


  1. When I see mismatched shoes, I don't think of AIDS. I think of color blindness. Also an epidemic.

  2. That's almost as bad as denim day for sexual assault.
    Me: Everyone wears denim. How will you know who's participating?
    Them: Well you can ask them.
    Me: Who would want to do that? If you can't tell the difference it defeats the purpose.


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