I hate being the kid with the squeaky shoes. We all know who I'm talking about: that kid who walks down the hallway making that annoying noise every single time her shoes hit the ground. I loathe that noise. When you are the kid with the squeaky shoes, you know it and you feel supremely self-conscious because everyone knows that you are the squeaky shoe kid and they will probably be discussing the squeak in your shoes at length later, when you've left the room and they can finally hear themselves think because the squeak has left the vicinity. Inevitably,we all spend some time in our lives being the squeaky shoe kid, but I have actively worked to avoid being this unfortunate soul through my entire school career. It's only happened a few times and I have quickly resolved the problem by walking in a different manner (which probably got be labeled as the "weird walk" kid, but I'd rather have that than squeaky shoes).
This morning I was heading down to breakfast and I heard that ungodly sound coming from my shoes and I nearly flipped out. I cannot handle being that person, I refuse. So once again I started walking funny (but no one was around to see) and then the squeak gave up and surrendered and my shoes were quieted... all was right with the world. And just for good measure, I changed my shoes.
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