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While i waited for time to run out on the last day of my job I decided to take off my shoes and relax. My boss did this regularly and i figured there was no way I'd get fired. Her feet could breath and relax and now so could mine. I was done with investigating. I was done with the prancing and dancing bare feet sneaking about and spying on the employees. I was done running about in confining footwear just to find a hook for a story that usually was a smelly foot fetish between tow cats or dogs or some creature hiding in some dark and =dank corner of our little town. I've put in my time and now it's time to get out of dodge before I'm stuck with sore feet forever.
"Before you go, I have a wonderful story for you to investigate that won't take even half a day."
She did it again and I didn't even smell her coming. My head swam as I tried to figure out a good excuse. I must have had question marks over my head.
"Follow me."
I reluctantly raised from my chair and followed her to her office. She stopped me at the door.
"Please, remove your shoes."
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