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.
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