Exercise 4 - Heels

Exercise 4 - First Draft - Heh, another one about feet, lovely.  Probably gonna phone this one in tonight.  Not particularly interested about writing about feet again.
"You are in a waiting room (doctor's office, job interview, etc.). People are sitting more or less in a circle. Describe several of them -- focussing only on their feet! Type of shoes, cleanliness and condition of shoes, toes if they show, how they let their feet rest. Are they quiet or do the feet move? What can you tell about the person from the feet?"

Heels

As I walked in to the room, I looked around me, wondering what a strange place this was.  I expected to find people sitting in chairs, reading magazines, waiting for their turn to go in.  What I found was a thin room lined with a row of tiny booths on both sides.  Each one had a curtain drawn over it so that you could only see the feet of the person sitting inside.  My first impression of them was that they'd probably feel rather claustrophobic.  They couldn't have been more than two or three feet wide and judging by the position of people's feet, and about four feet deep.  I looked at my ticket again--four--and went to the corresponding booth.  I sat down on the chair inside and closed the curtain in front of me.  That's what I was supposed to do right?

I looked to the booth left of me and all I could see was the person's left foot.  It was cocked at such an angle that I'm guessing they had their right left straddled over their left.  High heels--a lady.  I still don't know how women walk in those things.  The heels were a subdued red, fairly classic in their design, with about a 3 inch heel.  The shoe seemed to be completely without blemish, they were either very new or well taken care of.  The foot looked to be in hose...it was hard to tell sometimes with that color.  "Nude" I think is how they refer to it.  Their foot didn't move, I'm guessing they felt calmer than I did the way my foot was bouncing constantly.

Probably a business woman or someone used to weird or stressful situations.  I mean really, what was the purpose of these booths?  Why can't we see each other.  I loosened my tie a little so I could breath a bit better and contemplated what type of job could require this type of anonymity of its applicants.  Come to think of it I didn't know much about the job myself.  I figured I'd find out soon enough, and concentrated on practicing my answers for interview questions until they came to get me.