Today, kamikaze mission. Go to make all bloody knack which trainent for a long time. And wear very high shoes to make them:
Stage 1: Go to buy some shoe polish from Galleries Lafayettes. OK, I confess, I slightly cracked, I also bought jeans and overall. But the jeans it was a true necessity, I finally found a rather long, and who does not reveal the full moon when I bend down. And I not even forgot to take the shoe polish.
Stage 2: Go to make photocopies in a place where the guy is also kind as a door of prison.
Stage 3: Go to the s cu.
Stage 4: Realise that the original paper in photocopier was forgotten. Come back to the shop recover it. Confront the baleful look of the seller.
Stage 5: Go back to the s cu. Point out that in 10 minutes, 3 additional persons arrived. Regulate FINALLY this problem of social security cover.
Stage 6: Go to the doctor. Be happy because there are only 2 persons in front of us: a teenager and an old.
Stage 7: The consultation of the old lasted 55 minutes. Discover that our skin loves the problems of pigmentation / depigmentation, and also of mushrooms, and that it is still better if two are linked.
Stage 8: Go to the chemist's shop. Wait standing 10 minutes by listening to granny telling her back venous problems.
Stage 9: Pass to the bank.
Stage 10: Come back at home.
Stage 11: Take off shoes accepted yesterday in 10 cm of heels, point out with joy and happiness that after every this afternoon of trottinage, feet do not hurt. Put in them the shoe polish bought before.
Achieved test, my new shoes will have the right to stay in my wardrobe, and even to be regularly worn, they is perfect. They make small feet and interminable legs.
Only snag: by coming back I saw a calling card in the post box. Were possible not come one day earlier not? To me in madmen, I am going to make my huge prostitute of 2m12 leaving glamorous beep recover my package.
Hold, welcome to the club, I cultivate the mushroom so at present.. :((
H h , it is funny sorry:beurk: