No books, no pencils, no shoes

Author – Jman

We have a teacher who requires that students come prepared for class by having their book and pencil. Those without these things are to borrow them from the teacher and leave a shoe as collateral (one shoe per item borrowed). Students needing materials would take off their shoes and put them in a black box by the teachers desk marked “shoe jail.” Students would then get their books and pencils and when pencils are books were returned, they would get their shoes back.

Some students did not like this policy and so they would simply just go without books and pencils. The teacher began to notice this and so one day she did a book and pencil check. Everyone had to hold their book and pencil in their hands to show that they had them. Those who did not have pencils or books were then told to take off their shoes and hold them up. The teacher came and collected the shoes of the unprepared students and put them in the shoe jail and gave them books and pencils for them to borrow. This was going to be the procedure at the start of each class. Students who did not have a book and pencil to hold up at pencil check would have to hold up a shoe in order to borrow a pencil. The slogan was that if you are not prepared for class then be prepared to take off your shoes.

Usually there were a few each day that forgot pencils and had to give up their shoes. The teacher would be able to collect all shoes without trouble as she was able to handle them all. One day we decided that we were all going to forget our books and pencils on the same day. It was time for pencil check and everyone in the class took off their shoes to exchange them for books and pencils. The teacher did her best to bundle all the shoes in her arms but kept dropping them as she transported them to the shoe jail.

We then decided to do the same thing the next day. The third time we all forgot our pencils on the same day, she realized that we were doing this on purpose.

The fourth day we did this, the joke was on us. We were sitting there without our shoes on and there was an evacuation drill. We had to leave the building in our stocking feet. We proceeded to the grassy field which was wet from a recent rain. We stood there with wet grass and mud clinging to our white socks. The whole thing was fun. It probably won’t be the last time we don’t bring a pencil to class

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Lost loafer in walmart

Author – lucy lex

I may have posted a story similar to this one in the past but it happens quite often when I go out to department stores. I went to Walmart to try on some shoes and play in my socks. I love slipping out of my shoes in the most embarrassing socks and leaving my loafers behind in a very visible place and coming back to them after walking the store to see if they are still where I left them. That particular day I was wearing very thin pink stocking socks. You could visibly see my sweet toes through them and it was a huge adrenaline rush just wandering around away from my shoes in just my shiny thin sheer pink socks. After a while of walking around away from the shoe section and getting all types of stares and comments, I decided to go back to my shoes. Luckily for me they were still in the same place. I wasn’t satisfied and decided to get a bit more daring. This time I put my shoes on and walked to a more busier part of the shoe section and slipped my loafers off in the busiest isle I could find. There was so much foot traffic my shoes were practically getting stepped on and ran over by carts from people coming and going. It was so thrilling seeing others just tear up my shoes because they were in the way. I stayed pretty close to my shoes for a few minutes and here 2 girls and there mother not to far from me just watching me. I’m pretty sure they saw me take my shoes off and I made a point to leave the isle with out my shoes to see what would happen. I went to the next isle over and listened carefully. They giggled and laughed about me just leaving my shoes behind in the middle of the isle and browsing in my stocking feet. I stopped listening and kept browsing a little while longer. I saw one of the girls and her mother leave the isle but the other stayed behind sitting on a bench where you would typically try on shoes. I went back to the isle where I left my shoes and realized only one of my loafers were still there!? I went over to it quickly and also realized the one that was there had been stripped of its laces. I frantically panicked and looked around the isle for my other shoe and laces. There was nothing to be found. Meanwhile the one girl who stayed behind was watching my frantic predicament and couldn’t help but giggling. I scoured that shoe section and never found my shoe. Walking around with my loose loafer making noise every time my socked heel popped out from taking steps. I finally asked the girl and she denied ever seeing my shoes. She said she had no idea what I was talking about and told me to ask customer service. I asked them and they said nothing was turned in… after searching for almost an hour and patting around in my thin socks, it was time for me to leave. At this point my socks had gotten filthy from the department store floors and I was just so shocked I had actually gotten my shoe stolen and had no leads on where it went. I waited in the parking lot after walking out and getting stared at by almost everyone who walked by me. A lot of girls who were employed by Walmart laughed at my socks to. I waited in the parking lot for the 2 girls and her mother to see if I could see any of them physically holding my shoe. When they finally came out I still didn’t see any of them with my shoe. They probably hid it in the store very well before they left. I went home shoe less than day..

Platform Shoes – The revenge

Author – Shoeless Guy

The shoeless students arrived at college and explained the situation to their superiors who discovered the missing footwear had been placed in the lost property office at the railway station. This didn’t stop them having to walk all day in their socks. On the return train all the shoeless students descended upon the lost property office to collect their shoes. To their dismay they had to pay a fee to reclaim their shoes. Due to the large amount of students needing their shoes and save time they where allowed into the property room and retrieve them of the shelves, also in the room where some rail workers jackets. Some of the students decided to borrow the jackets and sneaked them out of the room, revenge was at hand and a plot was quickly being hatched as the high school pupils train was due to arrive. The students who had borrowed the railway jackets headed for the platform for the arrival of the high school pupils train. Upon arrival the carriage doors opened and out poured the pupils and other passengers. They spotted the two ‘high viz’ guys from this morning, they where quite distinctive as they where quite tall and probably the oldest, about 19 years of age. The disguised students approached them and asked them to follow them, which they did. They took them to an empty room near the end of the platform that they had discovered earlier. They where told about the hazardous liquid, the 19 year old boys laughingly claimed it was just food coloring poured over the flooded walkway. They stopped laughing when the disguised students claimed the water was already contaminated before they had colored it. ‘We need to take your shoes and get them tested, “our school shoes are in our bags, the sneakers we are now wearing where in our bags this morning so you won’t need them”. They took the shoes out of their bags “You may have contaminated everything in your bags so we’ll need them too”. They handed over the bags and their school shoes, “we’ll still need your sneakers too just in case of cross contamination” the 19 year old boys looked at each other then at their feet and slowly took the Adidas and Nike athletic shoes off revealing white sports socks. Struggling, the students carried the school boys bags, two pairs of school shoes and the still warm Adidas and Nike sneakers towards the door, “wait here and we’ll be back shortly” they said as they closed the door leaving the boys stood shoeless in their white socks. After an hour of waiting they where desperate to leave but the platform was busy and they where too embarrassed to be walking around the platform shoeless displaying white socked feet. They went back inside and closed the door. Another hour had passed and they noticed a sheet of paper being slid under the door. It read ‘Although the deadline for April Fool has passed so has the opening hours for the lost property office, where will be your bags and your school shoes, for each item there is a reclaim fee, we’ve saved you money by not having to reclaim your sneakers as we’re keeping them to cover our costs of retrieving our shoes earlier. Oh and good luck getting them tomorrow before your train to school as the lost property office is closed until 10am. Now who are the fools on this April Day?’ “I cannot believe we fell for our own prank” said one of the boys looking down at his socks. Arriving by train with two pairs of shoes each to leaving with none, the two 19 year old boys opened the door, the platform was still busy as they walked towards the exit and could see everyone staring at them walking in their socks. They then realized that their money was in their bags so they were going to have to walk the several blocks home shoeless.

Office Mistake

Author – Shoeplayer

Some time ago a ‘little sockwalk’ took an unexpected turn, I never had thought could happen! I stayed very long at the office. When only my boss and another colleague where present, I sneaked to an empty bureau. We use it as a relaxation room. I was sure they wouldn’t come in, shortly before they went home. I left my shoes under a chair and sneaked back to the door. I heard them talking from a bureau. I quickly went to the end of the corridor and hid in the mens room. Ok, safe at first. Suddenly I heard footsteps and my boss asked through the closed door, if I were inside! I quickly answered and she said they would leave now. I should lock the door, when leaving. I answered ok and heard her going away. I waited until I couldn’t hear them anymore. They were gone and I left the restroom. It was a thrilling feeling to sneak around the empty office in stocking feet. I went to the door to the staircase and listened. Absolutely silent. I got into the staircase and sneaked two floors upstairs. Suddenly I heard voices! “Bye Mike! See you tomorrow!” Oh shit! They were still there! I heard them talking while waiting for the lift. “Why did you lock the door? Mike is still inside. He is in the restroom. He will not notice if anyone comes in. And he has a key”. WHAT??? I got panic! Before I could react, I heard them entering the elevator. OMG! I hurried down! Locked! The door was locked! Frantically I pushed and pulled! I was trapped! I was sweating! My face must have been deep red! Oh no! Not only my shoes were inside, but also my coat, cell phone and house key!!! It would be the humiliation of my life, but I had to get them, before they left the building! I hurried down in my socks and stopped at the front door! Gone! They were gone! Panic set in! Suddenly laughter behind me! I didn’t hear her coming! “Locked out???” she grinned. It was a girl, from another office, I sometimes met on the train. Oh nooo! I stammered something about …. “Just wanted to look at something!” “In your socks???” Still grinning! NO … yes … I didn’t know an answer! Suddenly she took her mobile out and asked if she could take a picture! “This is so funny”, she laughed! I screamed “NO” and hurried upstairs! Oh my god! I waited for a long time, before I realized there was no other way! I had to get home like this! My neighbour has a key to my apartment and I hoped she was home! I sneaked along parking cars, to get to the station. It was chilly and rainy and no one runs around like this! The station was crowded and I waited nearby. Finally I hurried to the station, getting a lot of funny comments! On the train I tried to hide my feet under the bench but it was useless! Finally I made it home. Luckily my neighbour was home and I just told her, I got locked out, while looking at my post-box. “I saw you coming home, from my kitchen window!” she laughed (caught …) The next day I was the first at the office. I waited at the staircase until my boss, who always is first, was coming. When she opened the door, I quickly followed her. I said hi, and hurried to get my shoes from the relaxation room. They were gone!!! My boss was in the tea kitchen and I scurried to my place. My coat …. gone as well!!! From the kitchen I heard my boss! “Mikey, the cleaners called me yesterday evening. They told me, someone had forgotten his coat …. and his shoes at the office! They took them to my bureau!” Grinning she looked around the door …. holding my shoes and coat! “Oh, and Michelle from the insurance office send me a picture of you … on your way home! I send it to your mail-account.”

Platform shoes

Author – Shoeless guy

Each morning the school kids had to use the train to go to the high school in the next town to the north, also the college students used the station to get to lessons in the town to the south, there was always rivalry between them but they where always separated by the rail track on opposite platforms. The college students used a side entrance to the station down a narrow walkway. This particular April morning they where confronted on the walkway by a red liquid which covered several metres of the path. To avoid this they would have to use the main entrance which would of meant a ten minute detour. Rather than do this the boys decided to just walk through the liquid to get to the platform. Upon entering the station they where stopped by two young guys wearing ‘high viz’ jackets telling them that the red liquid they had just walked through was a chemical spillage and there shoes needed to be specially cleaned. So that they did not miss their train they where told to remove their shoes, they would be cleaned on the same train by specialist cleaners and then given back to them on the platform at the destination station. Each boy took off their shoes and handed them over to the guys in the ‘high viz’ jackets, they where each handed a receipt for their shoes, to which the boys placed in their pockets and continued walking to the platform edge in their socked feet. The pupils on the opposite platform where laughing and jeering at them as per usual but more so as they where shoeless. The ‘high viz’ guys collected all the shoes in a large flatbed trolley and wheeled it along the platform. The train arrived and the students boarded it in their socks. As the train pulled away they could see the ‘high viz’ guys still on the platform, removing their high visibility jackets to reveal the school uniform of the opposing school. Also still on the platform was the trolley full of their shoes. The shoeless students pulled the receipts out of their pockets and on the back of each receipt was written ‘APRIL FOOL’S.

Evening walk

Author – Alan

As it was a fine, warm, evening I decided to go and have a look at Brighton Marina. I hadn’t been there for a few years and it was constantly changing. As I would have quite a bit of walking to do I put on my old, comfortable, Italian loafers. They had got a bit loose over the years but still looked good. I arrived there by bus, two buses in fact; it is about eight miles from where I live. It always gets pretty busy there in the evenings because there are many restaurants, a six screen cinema and a casino. I wandered around looking at the big expensive boats and a few not so expensive ones, had a coffee and walked out on the west arm of the harbor. I thought how photogenic it was and thought about returning with my camera. I stopped to look at one very good view and put my foot up on what I thought was a fixed rail on the rails round the edge of the walkway. It wasn’t a fixed rail, it was cable, and it flexed. My foot went through as it moved and as I pulled my foot back the cable snagged my heel and my loafer came off. At first I thought it had just fallen to the stone walkway but a splash told me that it had fallen into the harbor. I felt as if my stomach had turned over at the thought of being out in a very public place without a left shoe. I stood there for a while trying to think how I would cope with this situation. Do I keep wearing the one shoe or do I walk in my socks? I was wearing light grey socks and the shoe was black, making the loss obvious; socks seemed the best bet. But then I felt almost naked without shoes, so I wore the one shoe until I got to the bus stop. Then I took it off and got on in my socks. Several of the passengers noticed but no one said anything. When I got off the bus in the city I had a ten minute walk to get the bus home, so I put the shoe on again and then took it off again when I got on the bus home. I sat holding the loafer and a guy near me said “What happened to the other one? Shoes usually come in two’s” I simply said that I lost it. I am really sorry that I’ve lost those shoes. But I did get a strange kind of guilty erotic thrill from the experience!!

A Real Grammar School boy

Author – Kevin and James

Kevin:

I work in a convenience shop in a rural area, and opposite the store is a real english grammar school. it’s real cute to see all the boys go along every day in their grey school caps and blazers.

One day I’m looking at the videa at the back of the store and I see this kid looking at the shelf were the pringles should be. I take a box and go to restock the shelf, and then i wander round till I meet the fellow. he asks me if know where the pringles are so I’m like “yeah, on the shelf where they always are” and he’s “I just checked there.”
He looked like a real real goody goody type, the sort who never gets into trouble, and i’m good for a tease, so i say, “you know what let’s bet.” Hw doesn’t seem too bothered – after all he is sure tha the prigles are not there, and he agrees. For good measure I take off my white sneakers and give them to someone to hold, and i take out my remote control and lock the doors, just to make sure that no one runs off with them.
we go round to the crisps aisle, and there the pringles are. I take back my shoes and ask him for his. He’s really reluctant, and it takes a minute or two, but he realises that i am serious, and then he asks if he can buy them back. i say “Definitely, but im not selling you somehting on your feet, First give them over, then we will talk.” He hands them over, they area good pair of shoes, and i turn them over and knock oon the soles. the labels are still on, Clark’s the shoe type gadwell, and i read it aloud and then say c’mon how much will you give me for them.
there are a few people gathered round already, and eh looks really comical, school cap, grey blazer, blue school shirt, grey trousers and socks, and no shoes. He rummages in his pocket and pulls out a fiver, and offers it to me.
I’m like “five pounds for a pair of shoes like this?” Then i offer im a deal. “you know what, if you promise to wear nothing on your feet for the next 48 hours – no old shoes, sneakers, slippers, nothing, just one pair of these grey school socks, – ten i will give it back to you in 48 hours for a fiver.” We shake hands, and i assure him that i trust him. He pays for his pringles and off he goes shoeless, back to school.

James:

I simply could not believe what i got myself into. i was so so sure there were no crisps on the shelf and i ended up losing my shoes.
I returned to school shoeless, and all my friends had already heard what had happened.
I was primarily worried about one of out two things, 1) one of the teachers giving me a detention, – which i had never been in before – because after all I missing a basic part of school uniform, 2) my mother, who would probably go mad if she found out.
Thankfully the teachers either didn’t notice or ignored. After school i took the bus home; there were a few older ladies who stared, but all in all it past peacefully, and i was homw before my mother. Later she came home with loads of shopping, and she texted me to come out the car and help her. I went out to the car in my grey socks, my mo noticed stright away, she asked me where my shoes were, so i lied and said upstairs, in the bedroom. After I lied to her she accepted it, and i relaxed a bit, i started feeling all the different surfaces under my feet, the gravel drive where she parks the car, the soft, slightly wet lawn, the paved path to the front door, the abrasive mat in the porch, the hall carpet and the kitchen lino, and in all honesty it was quite enjoyable.
The next mrning i slipped out without my mom noticing. But now i was little worried, because we had sports that day and if i wouldn’t wear my sneakers i would end in detention – plus i would definitely come home after my mother.
At the end of the first period Mr. Parson, our form master called me and asked why i wasn’t wearing shoes. i was too embarrased to say anything, then he asked what are the story with my sneakers. Again i didn’t answer, and he said did you bring them to school. i nodded, and he asked if i can’t wear so i nodded again. [i didn’t realise that Kevin had spoken to him.] He told me that i definitely will not get a detention if i brought my sneakers. He then told that the sports teacher didn’t show up, so he’ll be taking us for an hour, after which the older class will join us for another hour, and we will go together ot the playing field.
For sports he made me participate in my socks. towards the end of the lesson, just when we were on the ropes kevin turned up. [the school call him in when they take us out of the premises, sinde legally they need more adults out of the school grounds. I was just halfway up a rope and keving started tickling my feet, i was holding on for dear life – as it was the rope was cutting into my hands and feet.
At the end the older calss filed into the gymnasium. Our class all changed to their school shoes and we put on our blazers and caps, and lined up by the school entrance joined by the older class. There were another two boys there who had forgotten their sneakers, and Mr. Parson decided that we all should walk at the back in our socks. It was a kilometre walk and when we got there everyone changed back into their sports stuff, we did a few laps, hopped a bit, and then mr. parson decided to do wheel barrow races. he piared the other two boys in socks, and then told Kevin to be my partner. I was stuck being the barrow, with Kevin stopping every now andthen to tickle my feet. When we walked back he let eveeryone wear their schoolshoes, except for me of course.
That night was the same story – with me pretending to my mother that i had my shoes, and slipping out in the morning. During break uwent over to the store and received my shoes back, and kevin didn’t even take the fiver.

Kevin:

Forgot to mention that the boys all wear ties too. Cannot describe how comical it was o watch a group of boys in ties blazers school caps and all with lace shoes, followed by three bys walking along in their grey socks.

James:

Since those 48 hours i have become much more aware of my feet. before then i never walked without shoes, even at home, since then i ahve started appreciating it and i do it both indoors nad out