Podophobia

So I swear I'm not going to use this blog as a forum to whine and complain about every little thing, but I can't help myself today....

I have been going to BYU for the past five (yikes, I know. I'm taking my time) years. However, the past year I have been blessed with this little thing called a handicapped parking pass that makes getting to and from school a breeze-- I pull up to the closest spot and prance right in to either one of the adjacent buildings that I have class in. The only time I ever deviate from said route is when I need to pretend to be studious and venture to the library. Anyway. The downside (or upside, really. Depending on how you look at it) is that there is an entire section of campus that I never see. Well, until I had to mosey on down to the south side to take a test today. I came to a big open grassy field where fellow students were lounged about studying and soaking up the last of the sunshine before the weather turns bitterly cold. Some were solo, some were in small groups, reading, eating lunch...and kicking off their shoes.

Here's the thing. I work on my feet in heels all day, every day. I know that when your dogs are barking, nothing feels so good as to kick off those confining zapatos. But as I curiously inspected all of my shoeless peers, I noticed not a single pair of stilettos among the crowd. In fact, every last one of them was wearing some sort of a sandal, be they rainbows of havianas or chacos or whatever. Ummm...don't you buy those ugly shoes because they're comfortable? I see no reason to subject the rest of us to your crusty feet if you're walking around campus in comfort shoes. Sick.

Oh, and then as I enter the testing center, I am greeted by a copy of the BYU dress and grooming standards, the last sentence of which reads: "Shoes should be worn in all public campus areas." I'm not complaining, I'm just suggesting that we start enforcing this. I, for one, am way more offended by unpedicured feet than a beard or a tube top...