I had an interesting day at work today. I had to re-route some wiring for several cubes. Well, I saved Sharon’s cube for last. She is about 5’5, 120 lbs, very leggy and attractive. She usually dresses in nice office attire: knee length skirts, blouse, blazer, and of course pumps. Well, in order to work on
her wiring problem, I had to get into the cube directly in front of hers. This cube was used as a storage unit, and nobody goes in there but me.
As I entered the cube I could see Sharon’s feet from her cube coming under the wall. The wall is actually about 2 feet up from the floor, so she could easily stretch her legs through the opening. I looked up at the ceiling and mouthed the words “thank you”.
Being a storage closet/cube of course there was an abundance of junk lying around, in fact she was using a CPR dummy (I think they’re called resusci annie) as a footrest. I couldn’t believe it. The sight of her black high heeled pumps resting on poor resusci annie face was nearly too much for
me to take. So, I kneeled near Sharon’s feet. From her position there was really no way for her to see me, but my heart was racing anyway. I slowly lowered my face to her right foot, I stuck my tongue out and touched it ever so gently on the very tip of her shoe.
Suddenly she shifted and as I watched her pull back from her chair, she spun and left her cube. I didn’t know what to do, but my senses returned and I carefully removed the CPR dummy and laid down in its place. I figured if she found me, I am working on the wires, so I was covered. I waited for what
seemed like an eternity, maybe five minutes, and I saw her legs appear and she climbed back in the chair. I was suddenly nervous, “maybe this isn’t a good idea”, I thought. Then before I knew it, her left foot stretched out and descended on my face. The thing to know about CPR dummies is that they
feel like people, they are thick and heavy. Obviously, she didn’t notice anything because her left high-heeled foot landed squarely on my face. The sole hit my forehead, almost directly in the center and the heel of the foot landed and scraped down my right temple. She did a lot of twisting and adjusting, it was at that point that I felt her right shoe land on my throat. I froze…I didn’t know what to do. I waited. She continually fidgeted and twisted her feet. Her heels scraped the side of my head and neck. At one
point she rested her right foot only on its heel, and the spike sank painfully into my throat. I could breath, but the pain was excruciating. All I know is that what seemed like a good idea, became dangerous. Her left foot slid around, crushing my nose. She slid that shoe up and forward, and the heel
suddenly found my right eye. Let me tell you, yeah, she was only sitting, but even her leg weight added to the heel doesn’t feel very good on your eye. I did all I could do not to cry out, then I had to try and move. I turned my head slightly, she felt it. I thought, “oh shit, here it comes, I’m busted”, but
no, she didn’t look. She lift her left foot off of my face and then leaned back started kicking my head back into position. The toe of her shoe struck me 3 or 4 times, I had to turn my head and when I did, plop, her foot was back on my face. That was okay because her heel wasn’t in my eye anymore.
I endured/enjoyed this for nearly 45 minutes, before she got up and I put the CPR dummy back in place. However, I need to complete her wiring tomorrow, and something tells me it could take all day.
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