On Christmas Day, the family and I had a lovely lunch at the Asia Grand restaurant and after which, the mother suggested we collect the laptops and desktop from my office since we were just in the vicinity.
When we stepped into the lift in the office building, the key card did not allow permission to my floor but I could get onto the floor that was typically unlocked and thinking I could just go down the stairs a couple of floors to reach my floor, I went up.
Things went according to plan and when I was in the stairwell and on my own floor, I realised the door was locked inside as well. Darn!!!
So we had to walk down 27 storeys back to the ground.
Then I realised what jelly legs felt like. The calve muscles that I had always assumed did not exist, became sore the following day and the next and the next.
My poor mother! But what a memorable episode!
