"If the shoe fits, it is probably worn out"
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A perfect fit is supposed to be comforting. Craig Bruce flips that expectation into a warning: if an insult, label, or role slides onto you too easily, it may be because you’ve been walking around in it for years. “If the shoe fits” is the old folksy shrug that tells you to accept an unflattering truth. Bruce keeps the idiom’s snap, then adds the twist that makes it sting: the fit isn’t proof of correctness, it’s evidence of overuse.
The line works because it treats identity as something practical and degradable, not some pristine essence. Shoes take the shape of your foot through pressure and repetition; so do reputations, habits, and narratives. If you recognize yourself instantly in a stereotype - the screwup, the martyr, the cynic, the “difficult” one - the joke is that you’re not discovering anything new. You’re confronting a groove you’ve worn into your life.
There’s also a sly critique of moral certainty. People love the clean clarity of calling someone out: the shoe fits, case closed. Bruce’s version implies the opposite: what “fits” might be a tired, inherited script, not a fresh indictment. It nudges you to ask whether the comfort of recognition is actually stagnation.
As a writerly aphorism, it’s compact, cynical, and oddly hopeful. Worn-out shoes can be replaced. The punchline is a prompt: retire the role that keeps proving itself by sheer repetition.
The line works because it treats identity as something practical and degradable, not some pristine essence. Shoes take the shape of your foot through pressure and repetition; so do reputations, habits, and narratives. If you recognize yourself instantly in a stereotype - the screwup, the martyr, the cynic, the “difficult” one - the joke is that you’re not discovering anything new. You’re confronting a groove you’ve worn into your life.
There’s also a sly critique of moral certainty. People love the clean clarity of calling someone out: the shoe fits, case closed. Bruce’s version implies the opposite: what “fits” might be a tired, inherited script, not a fresh indictment. It nudges you to ask whether the comfort of recognition is actually stagnation.
As a writerly aphorism, it’s compact, cynical, and oddly hopeful. Worn-out shoes can be replaced. The punchline is a prompt: retire the role that keeps proving itself by sheer repetition.
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