In college I was in a sorority AND a coed fraternity. I went to a lot of date functions, parties, semi-formals, formals, etc. One semi-formal stands out in my mind above all the rest.
This is actually after Justin and I started dating. We got all dressed up, went to semi-formal, and danced the night away. Nothing too exciting.
However, on the way out I decided not to use the stairs (because those were way too far away) and would just jump down off of a wall to the street below. I took off my shoes (read: really high heels) and jumped. And then I didn't get up. Apparently the wall was a lot taller than I had anticipated. In fact the wall was over 8 feet tall!!! I am a big baby when I get hurt immediately started getting upset because I couldn't walk. To make matters worse, while I am waiting for the rest of my group (who did use the stairs) a couple of guys walk by me and ask, "How much are you??". Of course in their defense I was looking like a train wreck. I was all dressed up, sitting on the ground with my shoes in my hand, make-up smeared because I was crying, and all alone. Their comment sent me even further into my pity party I was having and by the time Justin and the rest of my group got to me I was in quite a state.
My friends went to get the car and pulled it up for me to get in (after they found the guys and yelled at them for making me upset). I went to the doctor the next day and found out I had a hairline fracture in BOTH of my heels. He also asked me why in the world did I come into his office wearing HIGH HEEL SHOES??? Well high heels were the only thing that would keep the pressure off of the heels of my feet that were hurt. Tennis shoes were unbearable. So I spent the next few days/weeks doped up on pain medication and being carried around my dorm room by sweet Justin.
That is the story of how I was confused with a woman of the night.
You may be wondering why in the world I jumped since I was all dressed up... just call me KLASSY... However, I won't be making that mistake again!
And since then everytime we are in downtown Winston-Salem, I get a comment from whomever I am with when we pass "my wall".
Take home message: Don't be lazy... always take the stairs.
PS: I had to put on comment moderation because of a spammer but I will approve EVERYONE so no worries!!
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