Dangerous desires

I was sitting at my desk this afternoon and acquired an enormous craving for cheddar/sour cream Ruffles (they have ridges, y'know).  Of course, the vending machine on my floor was all out, so I ran down to the 3rd floor to grab a bag.  On the way back up the stairs, one of my sandals caught on a step, and I went down with a squeak and a thud.  Two "suits" were standing by the stairwell, and they just turned to stare at me while I re-composed myself. 

Yes, it hurt a little.  My toes, knees, hands and pride are all a little bruised.  But, damn those chips were worth it.