Wednesday, September 9, 2009

I Have the Agility of a Dancer. A Really Drunk and Clumsy Dancer.

I'm wearing loud shoes today. Click clack, click clack, click clack. I sit by a bunch of boys here at Giant Ass Bank, and my noisy shoes usually annoy them. Annoying them doesn't bug me. They annoy me too, we have a symbiotic relationship that way.

I do wish I'd have listened to them and worn quiet shoes today, however.

Because when my click clack, click clack, click clack walking rhythm is interrupted by a thud-thunk-twhack sound when I fall down the stairs, people come rushing to investigate.

Oy and ow.


The Casual Perfectionist said...

Oh no! I hope you're okay!

Barb said...

Been there ~ done that. Hope you are doing alright!