I don't know why I got a kick out of this but I did.
I was walking across the street for some fried rice for lunch. A nun was crossing the street (Payne) next to me - coming from Dave's.
She was up there in years and wore the traditional habit. Good for her. But then I noticed that instead of the basic black shoes that I remember all sisters wearing, she had on a pair of black Crocs.
Probably a lot more comfortable than the old sensible boats they had to wear but the incongruity of the situation gave me a laugh.