Thursday, May 18, 2006
Inclinations... ...
I started work yesterday. As most people would understand, resources are always lacking so i have drag my lazy self out of bed at 7am every morning to labour... I worked at this place that i used to work at a year ago... so first day of work warrants some reminiscing on the part of brain.... recalling the names of the people i know there... trying to remember the way around the different departments etc...However, my legs did the most recollection... Even before I stepped out of the house, my legs are already sending signals to my brain telling my brain that they recalled the time when i had to wear the torturous heels to work daily one year ago... I forgot to mention that at my workplace it is mandatory to wear covered shoes and i supposed covered heels are the norm... so i followed suit. Especially going down staircases, my heels are always trying their best to convince me that i will have a very high chance of either falling down the steps and breaking my neck or ending up with a limb encased in plaster of Paris. That why i treaded each step with caution... As a result, i concluded that one of the major uses of a pair of heels is to reduce your walking speed by at least half... it was a wonder i made it to work on time....
The high heels that i am talking about are not those with stout backing but rather those with heels that look and feel rather puny and feeble... I couldn't recall why i bought that over the stout ones but i suppose vanity played a part. On top of that, the heels are around 2.5 inches high (not considered high really) with an inclination of about 60 degrees (compliments of my long lost protracter). After yesterday i realised that my legs have a tolerance level of at the most 10 degrees.
I think that heels can be considered both as the worst and the best invention. It is the worst cos it subjects women to a prolonged period of stress on the frontal portion of the foot and it arches the feet at an abnormal angle in an attempt to make you look taller (basically you are tiptoeing aound). I am very sure most women heave a sigh of relief when they remove these pretty but tormenting height elevating apparatus from their feet. I do...
On the other hand, it can be considered the best invention cos it gives shorter people confidence for them to stand out in public (may not be very useful cos shorter people want to look tall but tall people want to look taller so ultimately tall people will also wear them). But i feel that the most enticing and amazing part of this best invention is that women clamour to wear these torture tools despite their grievances and pain... you will never find another person willing to reenter a torture chamber but this tormenting device holds great allure and people return yet again to suffer willingly in their hands...
Despite my negative feelings towards them, I think heels are a necessary evil in polite society and civillisation.... no matter how much i abhorred the notion of wearing it... I think they will somehow become part of my life in the future... But for now... i will still stick to flats.... I have decided to wear flats to work and i wore it today....Unless my supervisor asks me to change... it shall be flats from now on...
