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So as I mentioned in another thread, I had a job interview for a tutoring agency the other week. It was on the top floor of one of the buildings in the CBD. The tallest building in Adelaide. Which happens to have 30 floors.
And apart from an airplane, I have never been that high. Especially not in a lift.
After the interview, I asked the very nice reception ladies if there were stairs I could go down. One of them pointed me in the right direction and off I went. Down 30 flights/floors of stairs. In a row. And I accidentally triggered the fire alarm
What I didn't expect was that from it, I would have shooting pains all down the back of my calves and stretching right up to my hips. I was duckwalking for a few days, now I only duckwalk when I go down stairs. Ow.
And apart from an airplane, I have never been that high. Especially not in a lift.
After the interview, I asked the very nice reception ladies if there were stairs I could go down. One of them pointed me in the right direction and off I went. Down 30 flights/floors of stairs. In a row. And I accidentally triggered the fire alarm
What I didn't expect was that from it, I would have shooting pains all down the back of my calves and stretching right up to my hips. I was duckwalking for a few days, now I only duckwalk when I go down stairs. Ow.