on the right foot.
about a minute later, as i walked to my desk, i knocked a whiteboard off the wall. somehow.
ten minutes later, i was standing at the all-agency meeting, sipping my coffee when i dripped some. down the front of my new shirt. as i looked down to survey the damage, i noticed that in the fifteen minute it took me to put my shoes on, get in my car and get into work, i managed to scuff my new red patent leather shoe. on the top. an ugly white mark on the magnificent, glossy red, pointy toe. the toe of the left shoe -- a reminder that today, i did not start off on the right foot.