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Date: 29 June 2006 13:55:48
Fire alarms started shrieking their distress, so we all piled out, down the stairs from the 12th floor.
"Oooh," wailed one of my colleagues. "Ooooh, my feet hurt. Oooooooh."
"Well, didn't you change into flat shoes before you evacuated?"
"No," she said, in a "why would I do that?" sort of a voice.
"Oh," says me, as I stood there nice and comfy in a pair of plain black ballet flats, "were you expecting sympathy? Sorry."