I almost died from a heart attack !
This evening, after a long day of hard labour*, I took the subway to head back home.
As
I was getting into the train, my right shoe got caught into the
doorway. Thinking that the door would soon close hardly, I disengaged
my foot of the shoe in order to prevent any ankle breaking.
then my heart stopped : with horror I saw my beloved shoed falling and disappear between the gate and the rails !!
I immediatly jumped out of the wagon on one foot, disoriented. One of my favourite shoes was lying down there, unreachable, alone !!!
One foot bare, I had to get to the upper level and ask the employess for help, feeling all of sudden embarassed and stupid ...
They
called me Cinderella and told me I wasn't te first one. I could sit in
the office while they were getting my shoe without stopping the traffic
(one train every 2 minutes).
After 10 minutes, they came back, gave
me my shoe back and told me to get home before midnight ... (did I
mention that the trains are orange ?)
I could go back home safely with both shoes ; aren't they lovely ? (mine are black)
* I came back from a 2 weeks/2200 km vacation today, discovering our new offices, tracking the printers in the corridors... My day was actually like a blur ...