Overboard

Author – Kevin

When I was visiting a friend in Port Moresby, Papua,New Guinea, I met two teachers, man and wife, who owned a 60ft 2 masted sailing ketch. They told me that in the school holidays they were going to sail it down to Sydney, where I live. They said they would contact me when they arrived, which they did. They invited me to dinner on board with them and there was going to be a party on board afterwards. I arrived at the harbour  as arranged, but I hadn’t thought about not being able to wear street shoes on board so I had to take my loafers off and be in socks. After dinner a lot of people arrived and of course everyone had to take shoes off. So there was an area up on the deck at the bow full of shoes of all kinds. The party continued until after midnight and as people were starting to leave one guy was really drunk and tripped and fell onto the shoes scattering them in all directions. At least eight went over the side into the water. A couple of them were fished out but most were lost for ever. I had a look for my loafers but could only find the right one; the left one must have gone to a watery grave. I immediately started to get aroused at the thought of going home wearing one shoe. Or should I just ditch the shoe and walk in my socks? I decided that it was more exciting to wear the one shoe so I walked all the way through the city with a right black loafer and a light blue sock. It felt wonderful!  

The bowling shox

Author – Jonathan

My friends and I always liked to find the hottest new kicks but being from not so well off families we had to find ways to obtain what we wanted.  We wanted it to be fun and at the same time stick it to the ones who could afford those sweet kicks.so we sat around the living room one day thinking of ways to do this.  My friend Roy thought about lifting from gym locker rooms like Gold’s gym. Andy thought about breaking into high school gym lockers. I said how about places were people typically take their shoes off. My friend Tommy mentioned those arcades where they leave shoes in cubbies to play around. We thought about it and said it was probably young kids shoes and we didn’t want that.  We sat quietly for awhile when Roy suddenly yelled out bowling.in our town was a bowling alley frequented by many guys our age and with not much to do in town this place was popular on the weekends.  We decided to make this our first hit. We went on Friday night to check out the scene and there was a lot of people there, private parties, people playing the arcade, etc. Our mission that night was to just check out the place, find the exits, check out the clientele, and determine what kind of shoes they have. That night after we got back to Roy’s house we mentioned all that we saw. This place happened to have 2 easy exits, few cameras, and the seats were positioned where it was easy to grab shoes from underneath.  Andy witnessed a few teens and young adults wearing the latest Nikes and Jordans, we made our plan to go back on Saturday, split up, get what we could and meet back at Roy’s house. We got there around 8 pm Saturday night and what luck they were doing that disco bowling which made it even easier to grab, since it was so dark. My three friends went about their business. I looked across the alley and I saw a group of guys and girls  probably on their dates. I walked by to see what they had. I saw a pair of flats, sandals, new balance. Boots, and a pair of Nike shox. The only interesting pair there were the shox and luckily it was between the side seat and where you pick up  the bowling ball from the rack. I snuck down pretending to look for a ball when I snatched those Nikes and stuffed them into my jacket. I quickly got out of there with the thrill still causing my heart to pump fast.  I thought I was fast in there but I was the last one to get back to Roy’s.  Tommy and Andy both said they chickened out and left 5 minutes after arriving,  Roy threw down on the table a beatup pair of Reebok. What the hell we all said.I got nervous and picked up the closest thing. It was a men’s sz 8 which was way too small and they were ugly too. I threw the Nikes I grabbed and they were in awe. It was a nice pair of Nike shox sz 12 in great condition and what was even better was the money stuffed into the right shoe.  A nice pair of shoes and 25 bucks. This was our first grabs as a team. This was many years ago and we have moved apart since then but I’ll always remember our first.

Lost both my shoes

Author – Melissa

I rode the tram into London. On this particular day I was headed downtown to walk around and the sights. Maybe do some shopping but I was a little low on money so I wasn’t sure. I stepped on to the train around mid morning wearing red high top chucks with yellow bobby socks. I didn’t tie my shoes often and sometimes it would result in my losing one or both of my shoes during every day tasks. One day it was so bad I tripped and lost my shoe and when I went to look for it I couldn’t find it. I was going to be late for work so left it. Another time I fumbled my shoe during a meeting for work while I was dangling and it landed right in the general managers view. My bare stocking foot was showing the whole rest of the meeting. Let’s just I never have good luck with my shoes. And today, going to London was no exception . The tram ride was terrible but my feet hurt from the night before so I took both my shoes off almost immediately after boarding . I left them kind of near isle . People looked in disbelief at my socked soles and my errant shoes. One boy passing my seat brushed by kicking one of them out into the isle. I had to grab it before it got to far away or someone picked up for there own liking . I quickly scooped up my shoes now lieing a few rows down under a seat. I slid my loose shoes back on and made my way back to my seat. Soon I got off at my stop. I had quite a few blocks to cover before I got where I needed to be. Sadly the tram didn’t go all the way I was headed . I didn’t mind . I liked the walk . Some of the parts I walked threw were a bit run down and I got some stares from locals that may not have been the nicest . I kept walking and soon caught notice of 3 girls in leather jackets and bulky leather boots. The kinds that made your stocking feet smell like wet leather and foot sweat. I turned a corner and started up the next block an they had started to get closer . I didn’t have really much of value except my purse and a few dollars. I wasn’t to worried but they persued and finally caught up. Pulling my arm and jerking me back. They interrogated and asked me where I was from. I lived outside the city and that’s all they needed to know. The one in front , big , well all three of these girls were pretty tall and seemed in shape; she asked me if I had anything to give for being on her block. She was just tryin to bully me because I didn’t look from around there I think. I shrugged it off and tryed to leave but she yanked my purse from me . She asked me what else I had and I said nothing. She said she liked my shoes and had the other girls pick me up by my arms while she bent down and yanked my chucks off. As I felt the breeze hit my socked foot as I was let back down on to the pavement by the two girls . I felt super embarrassed jus standing in front of them in my socks as one of the girls held my purse around her shoulder and both of my shoes in one hand. She then asked me what I was looking at and told me to star walking . I couldn’t believe I was jus mugged for my shoes and purse. I padded up the sidewalk in my socks a few blocks and looked back as they all stared and hadn’t moved . I spent the rest of the day in my bobby socks trying to get home . Never saw those girls or my purse or shoes again . Check out my socks here

Shoesell

Author – Alex

Yesterday I was visiting my friend. He lives in another town and I had to travel by bicycle and train. When I arrived we sat down and talked and made fun about the things we did in the past time. At some moment another guy came by to visit him, by surprise. He sat down to and we talked for a while with eachother. I had noticed that this guy was watching my shoes every now and then. Suddenly he said; nice shoes you’re wearing and I said; thanks. He asked me if I would sell them. I said you’re joking? They were very old nike’s but still looking good. He offered me $50 and I was surprised and looked at my friend. He just looked at me like he didn’t know. I got a little uncomfertable and asked why he wants to buy my shoes. He only said; because Il like them. Well? Do we have a deal? He said. I got a little cold and warm because I realised if I sell him my shoes I had to go home in socks but at the same time I felt little excited too. I made him an offer for $70, I thought that would be too much but to my surprise he said okay, deal. I was again surprised. He pulled the money from his pocket and said; here it is, can I have the shoes now?  There was nothng else left for me to do but take my shoes off and hand them over. My friend was only laughing, and I was kind of speachless. We sat there for a while longer and at some time this guy said; well I have to go now. He picked up my shoes and left. At first I couldn’t believe it that he really left with my shoes but when my friend turned back empty handed I knew I had to go home in my white socked feet. My friend walked me to the station and I got some strange looks from the people around. At first I felt ashamed but along the way I got little excited…

Don’t drink

Author – DrunkedIdiot101
Hahaha this thread is hilarious but maybe venting will help me out a little…

So i went out drinking with my boys, long story short I leave my boys house in an uber, wearing my shoes i get dropped off in the wrong location at 3am totally blacked out wearing my sweet adidas trainers, come to 8 am and i regain consciousness walking down the streets, i realize no shoes, no phone, no keys. Fast forward a lot of bullshit only for me to just now relocate the same pair online, but guess what. Dumbass me had no clue that they were the Day One editions and that they are now going for just shy of $300 I have no clue how they ended up on the sale rack at undefeated when i first purchased them but those guys were fucking up. So yeah i had the come up of a lifetime just to have them stolen off my drunken stupid feet.

Don’t Drink Alcohol

Just Don’t do it 

Shoe Swap Thrift

Author – Jonathan

Three months ago my Aunt took me to one of those Goodwill stores where you have to search bins in order to find clothes and matching pairs of shoes. People digging like crazy to find what they want. On that day she was looking for some shirts and heels for herself. I was interested how fast some of those people were moving. I decided to go back another day and play around teasing these people. 

I went in wearing a sweet new $70 pair of purple lowtop Air Force 1s I bought two weeks prior. 

First I had to find a pair of shoes and the only thing I found in my size was a trashed pair of Phat Farm shoes. 

I don’t even think they make those anymore.  I proceeded to put them on and I placed one of my AF1s in my cart and the other in a bin. I placed a few shoes on top and I waited to see how long it would take someone to find it. I walked around for a bit in these broken shoes all the while keeping an eye on that bin.  With anywhere from 3 to 8 people at the bin I didn’t realized it was picked up until I saw it in this young guys hand. He was looking in all the bins to find the other shoe. I could tell he was looking hard but after 15 minutes he put it down and gave up. A minute later a woman came by, picked it up and started searching for the other half. Was it for her husband? Boyfriend? Son? I will never know because she placed it down after five minutes.  This tall guy who looked to be in his 30s and was dressed as a construction worker picked it up. I was surprised how popular it was. But since all the shoes were trashed at that store and here is a new pair I shouldn’t have been that surprised. Anyway back to this guy. He picked it up to check the size. He turned it upside down to check the sole.. After closer inspection I could tell he had just gotten off work as his clothes were dirty. Im thinking to myself for him to not try on my shoe. Alas it failed as he took off his construction boot to reveal a dirty socked foot with a large hole in it. He untied the laces and slipped it on his foot.  He tied it back up and walked around for a moment. He must of liked them because he took it off and placed it in his cart. Tying his boot back up I just kept thinking how stained my shoe probably was now.  This guy really wanted to find the other half and he spent 30 minutes looking through all the bins. He gave up during a busy time and he just left his cart in the middle of the aisle. Guess he stormed off frustrated. However the store became really busy and by the time I got to that cart my shoe was picked up by someone else. I started panicking running all around the store looking for it. My mind was so focused on the shoe I lost I completely forgot about the other shoe in my cart which I had left behind when I ran around the store.  When I found my cart my other shoe was gone. I figured a purple pair of Nikes couldn’t be hard to find. I started looking in people’s carts and hands.  I searched for 20 minutes with no sign of them. I was in despair, me and my stupid ideas when at the front after check out I noticed this 20 something year old Latino boy and his girlfriend bag shirts, pants, and my Nikes. What do I do now I was thinking as they left the store. Neverminding the fact I was wearing a crap pair of Phat farms I ran out of the store. I followed them to their car and while the girlfriend was placing the bags in the trunk this little crap was putting on my new AF1s in the driver’s seat. In his conversation with his girlfriend he was saying what a find these were and that he never thought he would find such luck there. I have had enough and approached them.  I said that I overhead about his good find there and that I never find anything. I showed him my falling apart Phat farms and asked if I could buy those from him for double what he paid.  That little crap said no because he likes them so much and that I might have better luck next time finding a pair. Both of them got in their car and drove off in my $70 kicks that I would never see again.  Fun experiment failed big time.  Still have those junk shoes too :-(.  THE END

Party pickup X 4

Author – JonathanEver love it when people have parties but don’t allow footwear into their homes? Well I found such a place and they were having what looked like an awesome party. I didn’t know them but still a shame that I wasn’t invited.  Anyhow I saw a couple of guys wearing nice kicks to this party and having to leave them outside. It was 9 pm and maybe 7 pairs were out. Some guys and some girls but it was way too early to be sneaky. I came back around 11 pm and there were almost 20 pairs stacked nice and neat out there.  I noticed no one outside and music blaring so I approached cautiously. One only has moments to make the grab. I eyed a pair of brown Nike skate shoes to be in my size, a pair of hi-top white converse which also looked to be my size, and a pair of Osiris that definitely weren’t my size but I love Osiris and wanted them. I was finally about to leave when I noticed the shoes from one of the guys I saw earlier just sitting there looking sweet.  As I went to grab them I saw that they were Adidas hi tops in all black and they looked to be my size. As soon as I reached for that last pair I booked home as fast as I could. I can only imagine what those drunkards were saying and doing when they realized that they would have to go home without shoes. Haha. Now I get to enjoy them as much as they did. 🙂 

Sovereignty problems

Author – Leon

A couple of  years ago I was in London for the day, having gone there by train, about sixty miles. I had dressed quite well, wearing grey trousers, light grey socks and black loafers. I always wear loafers on long train journeys because I like to shoeplay on the train, in restaurants etc. I have several times lost a loafer on the London underground, but have usually got it back. This time I survived intact until I was standing in Trafalgar Square wondering where to go next. I had a magazine giving all the information on theatres, shows etc., and I was looking at this leaning against railings round a building. It wasn’t long before I had slipped my heel out of my right loafer and was playing with it. At that moment some boys on skateboards came whizzing by and one of them just hit me sending me sideways. I recovered and looked around for my shoe but couldn’t see it. The building had a basement and I looked down and saw my shoe down there, about twenty feet below me. I could see that there was a gate in the railings so I went and tried it to see if it would open, but it was locked. I could see a police van parked on one side of the square so I went over to it, getting a few strange looks from people. The van was a mobile information centre so I went in and explained what had happened. The officer asked which building it was; perhaps one of them could get access and get my shoe back, but when I told them which building it was they said they couldn’t do anything because it was the Canadian Embassy  so was Canadian soil and they could not enter. The only answer was to telephone the embassy and explain the situation. They could recover the shoe and send it to Canada and they would send it in a Diplomatic Bag to the British Embassy who would send it back to England. 

There was nothing I could do. I decided that that was not worth the effort, and in any case I would be without a shoe for the rest of the day. I decided that there wasn’t much I could do. The thing was, did I still wear the left shoe, or did I take it off and walk in my socks! I decided to keep it on, so plucking up courage I walked off with one shoe on getting more funny looks. It gave me a thrill walking around in public like that and it wasn’t long before I started getting aroused. I went to a restaurant for something to eat and the waiter immediately noticed that I was missing a shoe and I had to explain that I had lost it. He couldn’t believe it, and that I had to travel home like that. I got a bus back to the station, then the train home. A lot of people noticed, which got me excited and aroused. It was quite an evening!    

Shoeplay and loss

Author – Andrew

I recently had to take a standardized written exam that was being held at a university. Given that it was a high-stakes exam, I dressed up a little and wore black loafers with black dress socks. I love wearing these loafers since they are pretty loose fitting and so easy to dangle and play with. 

The test was held in a lecture style classroom where each row went up a step. So directly in front of your table was a step drop off of about 6 inches or so. I was seated in the first row, which still had a drop off in front of the table. 

While we waited for the test to begin I crossed my right leg over my left and bobbed my foot up and down. It didn’t take long for the back of my shoe to slip off my heel. I jiggled my foot side to side, slowly allowing the loafer to slip further down my foot until it dangled off my toes. 

I dangled my loafer while we received our tests and filled out all the forms. After the test began I got a little careless while concentrating and I shook my foot a little too hard and my loafer fell off and hit the floor with a thud on the carpet. I glanced around, embarrassed, but it looks like no one had noticed. 

The girl that was giving the test was directly in front of me, about 7 feet away and when I had glanced around I couldn’t help but notice her shoeplay too. She wore black pants and black heels with a thick square heel and she had both feet out and playing around with them. Her socks were bright blue, so I was surprised she was openly playing like that. 

I uncrossed my leg and retrieved my shoe and slipped it back on. After awhile, my shoeplay habit struck again as I extended both legs out in front of me. Having long legs, my feet went past the drop off and I was able to catch my heels on the edge of the drop. I used the edge to slip my heels out of both loafers. The heels of my feet rested on the carpeted floor, just before the drop-off while I dangled both loafers off my toes.

I really didn’t think much of this as I was working on the test. But again, I got carried away and my right loafer fell off and down to the floor below. I slipped my left shoe back on and reached out with my right foot to retrieve the shoe. It was in an awkward position, so it was a little difficult. I managed to scoop up the heel cup with my toes. This meant that the loafer was hanging backwards off my foot, but I planned to pull it back up and twist it around. However, as I started to pull it up, the toe of the shoe hit the ledge and it sent the loafer tumbling back down, and as it rolled once it landed about a good foot away from the edge. 

My heart skipped a beat and panic set it. I looked up and saw the girl in front of me just looking at my shoe! She must have saw my entire struggle and shoe loss. She then looked up and we caught eyes. She just smiled at me like she thought my predicament was humorous to her. She still had her shoes half off, so I’m sure as a shoeplayer herself she understood!

I had to sit for the next hour in one shoe until a break came up. The rows of tables were very long and I was in the middle, so at break, I had to get up and walk all the way around in one shoe to get to my other shoe and slip it back on. 

I have to say, I usually get turned on when I know someone is watching my shoeplay and I love watching others lose their shoe, but it was very embarrassing to have it happen to me in that environment. I kept my loafers on the rest of the test! 

My best friend

Author – Zet

The town next to ours opened a new indoor skate park so Logan and I decided to go on Sunday to try  it out.

We were dropped off as the park opened there was around 60 skaters in line to go in.We finally got in and began to skate Logan First thing to do was a Hospital Flip and his right shoe flew off and went out of sight as he hit the ground. Logan got up and went to find his shoe and it was gone some other skater thought it would be funny to take it. Logan looked and looked for his shoe and finally walked over to me wearing a black DC on his left foot and a white no shoe, sock on his right foot Logan was so mad He said someone stole my $#@&*$$ shoe. I told him nobody would do that we would go look we headed back to the area he was in and sure enough, it was no where to be found We then went to the lost and found and checked all the trash cans. After about an hour Logan was so mad he just wanted to go home but are ride was still 4 hours away. After about an hour Logan started to skate again, but was in such a bad mood it wasn’t much fun. Our ride finally came and we got home Logan just got out of the car and walked home never saying a word.

  The next morning when I walked into first period and set down at my desk  Logan was already in class in the front of the room behind a podium getting ready for us to present our project I thought.The teacher called role and told use we were first to do are presentation. I walked up front and we started as I looked behind the podium and Logan was standing there Missing his right shoe with just his sock after class was over I ask Logan why he was still wearing one shoe Logan said he got in so much trouble when he got home his step mom said he could find his shoe or do without till his dad got home in two weeks He only had the one pair.I ask him what he was going to do He just looked at me and said I don’t know guess wear one. Logan went everywhere wearing one shoe for the two weeks.

I think by the time his dad got home he had began to like missing his shoe. Logan said he kind of did not want it back.