Yesterday, my shoe strip snapped.
I was walking back to office after getting lunch while chatting with hubby on the phone. Just when I reached the main entrance of our office building, I felt that my right foot was on the coarse cemented ground... & you know what's the reason. I was like "huh? not again??" & tried to let my big toe hang on to the surviving strap (it's a pair of low-heel tongs) but wasn't successful. After wriggling my way to the lift, I dumped the shoe into the dustbin & went up with my right foot bared.
It's a close call... should the shoe decide to give itself up earlier, even just a second earlier, I would be in a fix of embarrassment. But then, that doesn't mean it won't happen in the future considering the fact that I tend to break shoes. Sigh~
When I told my colleagues, they went "aiyo... again?". Only one consoled me by saying her new pair of sandals which cost $70+ also gave way.
It's the way I walk, is it not?
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