lost and found

Walking to work this morning, entering the air station, I decided to count of all the  gloves I see discarded, run over, always single. Some are the disposable type, especially outside the fence line of what used to be Nelson Marine. The count was ten. Now this is probably in a distance of less than half a mile. And it is only one side of the street. When I brought the subject up at lunch, my workmate Steve asked "were they right or left"? A good question. So on the way home I did a more thorough inspection. I have to admit I only found nine. Five disposable (and therefore not handed) and four left. Perhaps next week I'll look at the other side of the street.