I can't help but notice how (lets be nice here) plump ladies love to wear kitten heels. Its like they wobble like fuck just trying to maintain their balance, not forgetting that the thin straps of the shoe look like they're embedded in their pudgy feet. Yuck!
I try to put myself in their shoes(no pun intended), and this is the only reason I can think of.

-You know how women in the olden days all bind their feet so they can only take small steps and retain poise? These deluded plump ladies of the 21st century try to act like them.
Since feet binding are no longer the norm, they use kitten heels as a replacement. Sure.. they end up taking baby steps. And walking like penguins.
My boss is one such deluded person. I scrutinized her shoe today and they were bent like bows.
Think a 80kg (or more) weight being placed on tiny and slender heels.
I would love to see her in sexy black high stilletos though. x)

That was just a random thought. Moving on..
I would love to comment on how unfair SMU is but I figured I'd better stfu.
I have an affinity with bad luck thats it. While I was printing the reports this morning, the fuckin machine decided to constipate for 15672167 times, which also meant that I re-printed my reports 15672167 times. Oddly enough, it seems to know which were my reports. Like it prints everyone's reports consecutively and everything's fine and dandy. When mine's next in line, it jams. I re-print, it jams. And jams. And jams and jams and jams.
Pffttt...