Last night I was washing dishes at 1AM and I heard a knock on my front door. I looked thru the peep hole and saw a 70 year old lady in curlers and a bath robe (my kind of lady). I opened the door and she immediately went into a monologue about how my loud walking kept her up "almost every other night!" (I thought that was random that she said "every-other" rather than "every" night but whatever)
She was so worked up that it made me start to laugh. She said "what's so funny BIG FOOT?!" I realized I was being a jackass and said "Nothing. I'm so sorry I'll try to be more quiet."
She gave me a dirty look and walked away. When I closed the door I realized she called me BIG FOOT!
Apparently my loud tree truck legs carry more sound than I realized. So if anyone is still looking for BIG FOOT just send them my way.
p.s. I really shouldn't have laughed in front of her- it's rude to laugh at people who are so close to death.