I saw a couple playing footsies at lunch today. Do the proverbial "they" even call it the proverbial "footsies" any more? Or am I dating myself, like the chief resident who told me he "booked" across the hospital when a patient coded? Unless people other than actors in police dramas still say "booked." But I digress. So back to footsies.
People don't just haphazardly play footsies. Unless, of course, they're particularly promiscuous, like that song by that Furtado chick, who really hit something with "I'm, like, (you know, so totally) a Bird" but then sank into the hot skanky hip hop pop whatever whatever but I digress. So...footsies. People, meaning "they," play footsies only as a means to an end. Because footsies is really rarely so much about foot play as it is brief bouts of meaningful eye contact spurred by a few awkward movements of a rather clumsy pair of limbs. Seriously. It's flirting in private while among others, and most of it is done with the face and not the feet. Basically, the idea of footsies is to share privately while in public. Kinda like writing, say, a public--um--"letter" to one's wife and having her read between the lines. Or something.
I wonder who'd actually do that. Play footsies, I mean.