The ban-flapping-shoes and flipping-heels threads reminded me of this workplace flapping joke

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Back in the mid '80s I was taken aback by a fad at the office, some of the younger women wearing backless, strapless heels to work. Why?!1

Because in the more exotic ports where my two Navy ships let us loose on the towns for "Liberty," the sex objects there were the first and only people I had ever seen wearing such footwear. So the footwear and the specific wear-ees were inextricably fused.

So it was an adjustment or HEAD SPLODING, acting on my workplace training on NOT injecting sex into co-working, at first to attempt not even to notice much less to MAINTAIN MAINTAIN at what the co-workers were wearing!1


Yet there went these erstwhile co-workers, transforming into LOVELIES before my eyes, shedding that co-worker scaly skin, blithely and insensibly heel flapping their ways hither and thither across empty spaces among office machines.

When I mentioned the (dilemma?) to a dude, he said, "Nothing wrong with them. They make the legs look longer."