My roommate, who works from home, didn't have the brilliant idea to do this during the day. As I was shoveling though, he said "excuse me", motioning to the shovel... I, thinking he was offering to help, enthusiastically handed him the shovel. He proceeded to scrap a thin path through the snow, from my porch to his car (which he had started from a distance) to ensure that his nice work shoes would not get damaged for the holiday party to which he was going. Then he handed me back the shovel with a sweet smile on his face.
Ah, the joys of being a homeowner.