Shoes

Ok, this morning I was on the expressway (read: the skybridge between buildings) at the head of the line, trying to prevent to budget analyst looking guy from passing me carrying his vente latte, and it hit me. I was in front of a lady who was wearing those shoes. You know the ones... they go "pock pock pock pock pock" as she walks down the hall. *shudder*

I have a fantasy where I get out the Super Teflon-Infused Floor Wax (New Non-yellowing Forumla) and wax the hallway out in front of my doorway. The scene goes like this:

Shoe lady gets off the elevator - straightening her pant-suit so she looks very professional.
Shoe lady begins walking down the corridor towards the skybridge.
"Pock pock pock" go her heels.
"Whoaaaaaa!! goes the Shoe Lady.
"Wheeeeek" goes the Shoe Lady's heel on the freshly waxed floor.
"WHUMP!" goes the Shoe Lady's keister as it hits the slippery (but so shiny and non-yellow) floor.
"Squeak" goes my dry-erase marker as I add another line to the tally board.

I'd do it, but I don't think I can smuggle a floor buffer up here to work in a WalMart bag. (My geek briefcase / lunchbag.)