If you read my last post, you know I have a tendency, thanks to my fast-walking, heels-wearing ways, to startle people when I come up on them from behind.
Fortunately for those people, the tables are turned when I come up on them from the front.
In
fact, if you have ever fallen prey to my attacks from behind and want
revenge, there is a surefire retaliation strategy: The next time you see
me approach you head-on, just give me a smile and a hello. The sudden
call to social interaction is guaranteed to distract me enough that,
just for a fraction of a second, I forget how to walk. Just enough to
make me skitter sideways on a slippery heel, or allow my foot to pop out
of the shoe and break my stride, or slam the tip of my platform sole
into the floor and stumble.
It happens almost every time I try
to smile at someone in the hallway, which is enough to almost make me
want to never greet people again. But fair's fair, I guess. Now we're
even. Now I'm the victim, of my own fast-walking, heels-wearing ways.
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This made me laugh. I, too, am graciously challenged. Luckily, I don't tend to injure myself very often, and I have gotten very good at laughing at myself! :)