So sometimes at work, when I have to cover for somebody, I'm required to go pick up some boxes at another warehouse from where I normally work.
One afternoon when I was there a lady came down from the office to help me with the manifest paperwork.
She was wearing, from what I could see exposed under her jeans, some very cute black peep-toe heels; my guess was that they must've been at least five inches high with some platform.
I was tempted to ask her how she wore them all day at work; then was also the thought of asking her how high they were.
Yet I asked nothing and made no comments about them.
Side notes:
She walked really well in them and had to walk down and and back up a flight of stairs from the office to where I was (stairs visible from where I was).
Have you ever wanted to ask a woman about her heels?