Last night, I went to work & as I raced up the hallway from the employees' entrance (well, as racin' as I can, anyway) a restaurant employee passed me & said, "You must really be in a hurry to get to work!" I took her meaning to be that I was indeed doing that sort of walk that means you're running late, kind of like a linebacker darting through the crowds. Anyway, as I'm wandering around the guest services office, I feel something odd flapping against my ankle that isn't flapping against my other ankle. So I look down at my feet & think to myself, "Ok, something down there is definitely wrong." As I'm studying my toes, Angie looks at my feet to see what I'm looking at & she starts laughing & pointing. So I look at my feet a little longer & realize: "Holy shit! I've got 2 different shoes on!!!"
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