These Boots Were Made For Walkin'
On my way to work this morning a woman surpassed my relatively brisk pace to step on the heel of my right shoe, this done in such a way as to actually pop the shoe clear off my foot. She muttered a nearly silent "excuse me" and sped on without pausing or indeed even turning her head as I hopped around shoehorning my foot back in with my fingertips.
An auspicious beginning, surely. And when I arrived at work my computer was broken.