The snobby teacher's eyes glittered with malicious amusement as she slyly maneuvered her coworker into position for the perfect shot, well aware of the muddy trap she was leading her into. With a devious glint in her eye, she instructed her coworker to take a step back, a wicked smile tugging at the corners of her perfectly painted lips.
As the coworker obediently followed her directions, stepping back without a second thought, her new Brooks running shoes sank into the unsuspecting mud puddle, splattering droplets of mud onto the once-pristine white fabric. The snobby teacher's delight was palpable as she watched the scene unfold, relishing in her coworker's moment of misfortune.
"Oh, dear," the snobby teacher purred with mock sympathy, her voice laced with thinly veiled satisfaction. "It seems your new shoes have met an untimely demise in the mud. Such a shame. Perhaps next time you should be more... cautious."
Her smug expression and cutting remark left no doubt that the snobby teacher had orchestrated the entire incident with calculated precision, reveling in the spectacle of her coworker's muddy misstep.