I know that you can't help but stare at my high heels dangling. I think we should renegotiate the office protocol. Obviously you are not getting anything done if all you can do is watch your coworker's long crossed legs and shoe dangle play in a state of fevered arousal. I think we should institute a Dangling Tax in which you will pay by the minute for the time you spend ogling my feet and crossed legs and dangling high heels while you're at work! If we are practical about the time you will inevitably spend jerking off to my feet we can all be more productive and profitable.