Author – Evan
I was walking back from the store with a friend. I had missed kicking a rock and my left shoe flew off past two fences and landed in someone’s backyard.
While trying to hop over towards the neighborhood, my friend grabbed my shoeless foot. I fell onto the ground, which then my friend decided to steal my other shoe and threw it into a fenced backyard of another house. I had to walk to both houses in my mismatched white socks to get my shoes back
Author – Mark
My teacher sent me to the park to take pictures for her class during lunch, I had been there about a half hour and I had taken about 20 pictures and these three guys came up and ask if they could see the pictures
I showed them, and they talked about how good they were. I was worried they were going to steal the camera it belongs to the school. They were in high school I think, I’m in middle school
After about 5 minutes the guys walked off, so I went back to taking pictures. The guys came back and ask for $10.00. I told them I didn’t have $10.00. One of the guys said well how much money do you have. I don’t have money. They walked off a few minutes later they came back and said We know you have money. I told them I didn’t have any money. One of the guys said give us your Nikes then. I tried to walk off and they surrounded me, and He said give us $10.00 we seen you at the store before school you had a twenty. I told them I had to pay a lunch bill at school. He said the Nikes are the money. They grabbed me and went to take my Nikes off me I tried to stop them jerk my legs back, but my right Nike came off I yelled ok I’ll give it to you. They stopped. I reached in my pocket and took my money out and said all I have is $5.00. One of the guys said we told you $10.00. I don’t have $10.00. He looked at me and said then you don’t have a Nike. I told them I really don’t have any more. He said sorry it is $5.00 a Nike. They walked off with my right Nike. I sit there watching them walk off tossing my Nike back and forth.
I walked back to school missing my right Nike it was kind of exciting I had to spend the rest of the school day wearing one Nike and my sock after school I walked home real slow knowing I was in trouble with my stepdad. Looking down the whole time at my sock foot. I git home and my stepdad surprised me he wasn’t mad he said at least they didn’t take that camera. He said I would have to wear one shoe till his next payday. I ask him when that was he said I get paid bi-weekly and just got paid five days ago it will be 9 days. He said that is the best I can do sorry, I went back to the park today after school and the three guys where there and one of them said I seen you wore one Nike to school today. I told them I had $5.00 if I could have my Nike back I would go get it. One of them said we tossed it in the pond your out of luck. It is kind of exciting for some reason getting dressed and putting on my socks and knowing I only have one Nike and have to go to school.
Author – Tommy
We had this new guy start school about a week ago. on his first day I got on the bus and set down beside him, I told him my name and started talking I dropped my backpack on the floor and bend down to get it and notice He was just wearing one shoe. I ask him where his other shoe was. I figured he was just playing with it and stopped when I sit down. I see guys doing it all the time. He said I always walk around at home wearing one shoe and my brother gives me a hard time He dared me to, leave all my right shoes at the old house when we moved. He stuck his feet up and said, so this is all I have, He was wearing a left Nike gray, blue and black shoe and just a white no show sock on his right foot. I thought he was just messing around and his shoe was by his backpack and I just couldn’t see it. I got off the bus and went to class. He went to the office. About 20 or 30 mins later he walked in my class room turned out he had the same classes as me. He was still missing his shoe, He sat next to me and opened his backpack I could see in his backpack and there was no shoe in it. He had really come to school on his first day wearing one shoe. At lunch we were talking I ask him if he liked it. He said kind of. The bell rang, and we walked back to class. I found my self looking at his shoeless foot and feeling kind of excited. After school he ask if I wanted to come over to his house. We walked in the door and everyone acted like it was normal for him to only have one shoe I mean nobody said a word about it. We went in his room and his brother walked in and said How was your first day did you miss your shoe, Mark said nope. His brother looks at him and said Dork and walked off. I ask him don’t you get trouble for not having a shoe. Mark said why it’s my shoe mom could care less what I do. We played video games awhile and I headed home
It has been a week we have become like best friends Mark is still one shoed. I ask him if he missed wearing two He told me no he liked not having it because it was exciting sitting in class and walking down the halls missing his shoe.
I f Marks keeps doing this I will write more
Author – shoeless guy
The next day three13 year old pupils had their shoes confiscated and where ordered to sit on the floor and be quiet. No sooner had they sat down Steve was back with Shane, Ryan, Dave and Jimmy. They had deliberately been abusive. Steve left again as Ben told the four pals to remove their shoes. “Only when you’ve taken off yours and put them in the box” said Shane. “Not in front of these other pupils” whispered Ben. “Don’t worry about them” said Dave as we walked over to the younger pupils. “How much money have you got boys?” he said menacingly. Ben told the13 year olds to collect their shoes and leave. Which they did without hesitation. Jimmy said to Ben that he had just cost them some potential cash and wanted to know how much he had to compensate them. Ben reasserted his authority and told Jimmy and Dave that he was the Prefect now and he wasn’t going to let them extort money from anyone. “Take your shoes off Ben” said Shane “We kept our promise not to tell the teacher, now keep yours and take them off”. Ben kept his word and undid his laces and slipped his expensive leather shoes off his feet. “Nice pair of shoes” said Ryan who kicked off his own shoes and tried them on. They where too big for his feet so he gave them to Shane. He kicked off his shoes and put Ben’s leather brogues on. Shane and Ryans shoes where placed in the confiscation box by Ben. He then told Dave and Jimmy to remove their shoes and put them in the box. Shane sat on the floor wearing Bens shoes grinning at the shoeless Prefect. Ben felt uncomfortable in his grey ribbed socks and frustrated watching his nemisis wearing his shoes. “It was agreed to put my shoes in the box and not for you to wear them” said Ben even though he’d worn Shane’s trainers last night. It was nearing the end of the lunch period, Ben demanded his shoes. “Make me give you them” said Shane. Ben jumped off the desk, Ryan grabbed Ben’s socked foot and pulled him to the floor, Shane got on top of Ben and said “Try and take them off my feet” but he couldn’t as the others had pinned him down. In the scuffle Ben’s prefect badge had fallen off his jacket. Shane grabbed it as he stood up. Ben was still pinned to the floor as the door opened, it was a teacher coming to collect the box of shoes. He was early. “What’s going on here” he demanded to know. “Who’s the prefect?” Ben had no badge and on the floor without shoes. Shane looked at Ben and realised his dilemma, he quickly put the prefect badge on his jacket and proclaimed he was. The teacher had no reason to disbelieve him as he had a badge and was wearing shoes. “You need to have some discipline in here” he said as he looked at the four shoeless students sat in disarray on the floor. “I was about to tell them that their shoes would remain confiscated for the rest of the day and they can collect them in detention later” said Shane. The teacher stared at the four students and said “I’ll remember your faces for detention later”. He picked up the box and carried it out of the room.
Ben sat on the floor with his head in his hands as the other three demanded to know why their mate had just given them detention. “You let the teacher take our shoes” said Jimmy. “I had no choice you where all grappling on the floor when he entered”. They weren’t pleased having to spend another afternoon shoeless and getting detention again, Shane laughed at them. Ben stood up and demanded his shoes and badge back. “You heard what the teacher said, he is going to remember your face for detention and what will I wear as he has taken my shoes” said Shane “I’ll pretend to be you and you can be me”. He liked the idea of being a prefect as he told the others to hurry along in their socks and don’t be late for class or detention. Ben told Shane to wait behind after school so they could swap shoes after detention. “No” said Shane “I like your shoes, they’re quite comfortable and I’m not waiting around school unnecessarily so I’ll walk home in them seeing as I have no trainers, I might give you them back tomorrow”. He had a big smile on his face as he walked off. Ben stood in his grey socks watching his shoes disappear on someone elses feet along the corridor. He hoped that once again he wouldn’t be caught out in detention later. His second day of being a prefect and another afternoon of being shoeless. Not a great start to being a ‘school cop’.
Author – shoeless guy
At lunchtime the new Prefects where issued with a camera and started patrolling the school grounds. Ben decided he would walk along with Steve unless they needed to take anyone to the Sin Bin. With the pupils unaware of the new prefects, Steve and Ben walked around unnoticed observing which pupils where most likely to create problems. Being their first day they just made a mental note of any troublemakers. They passed Dave and Jimmy who where with their mates, Ryan and Shane. Dave said “That’s the two arseholes who lost us our badges”. Ben stopped and said they only had themselves to blame. “Just forget it and so shall we” said Steve. Ben looked down at Shane’s feet, he was wearing a pair of blue New Balance trainers with a white ‘N’. “You need to change into your school shoes” said Ben. “Make me” replied Shane. Ben and Steve let it ride and walked away from the four 18 year olds, making a mental note of troublemakers. “Don’t think we’re going to have any problems with them two useless idiots” said Shane.
Lunchtime the next day, the two new Prefects wandered the grounds. They caught two 15 year olds fighting and where taking them to the ‘Sin bin’ when they passed the four 18 year olds. Shane shouted “Pick on someone your own size”. Ben stared at Shane then looked down at his feet. He got out the camera and photographed Shane. “You where warned about wearing those trainers yesterday, follow me” he said. Ryan told Shane to ignore him. Ben stared at Shane “You may be my age and height but don’t think I am afraid of you, choose to ignore me as your mate suggests and I shall ensure you’re in detention all week”. Shane went quiet as Ben moved his attention to Ryan. Another photo was taken “You can come too” said Ben, Ryan looked at the former prefects, Dave said “Just leave him alone, he’s done nothing wrong”
“He interfered just like you are now” said Ben who took a photograph of Dave then another of Jimmy. “I’ve done nothing” said Jimmy. “No but you can come along for the experience” replied Ben with a big smile on his face. The six detainees where soon to be parted from their shoes as they followed the new Prefects to the ‘sin bin’.
Inside the old gym hall, everyone was told to stand in a line. “Right everyone, take off your shoes” said Steve. One of the young boys said “Do we have to”. “Yes” said Steve as he explained the rules of the sin bin. The lad reluctantly removed his shoes revealing a big hole in his grey socks. They stood in their socked feet on the cold floor holding their shoes. Ben told the two fifteen year old’s to place their shoes in the confiscation box and go sit in opposite corners of the gym. He then said to Dave and Jimmy “You need to polish those scruffy shoes” as they placed them in the box. “If we see you wearing them again tomorrow unpolished you’ll be here again, now go and sit in the middle of the floor”. Ryan put his shoes in the box and was made to sit in another corner. Shane put his New Balance trainers in the box “Did I tell you to put them in there? That box is for confiscated shoes whilst in the Sin bin” said Steve “These however” holding up Shanes trainers “Will be confiscated all week and taken to the Head Teachers office, remember the rules Shane, no trainers to be worn with school uniform”. The 18 year old was made to go and sit in the remaining empty corner.
Steve left Ben in charge and went back outside. Ben walked up to Dave and Jimmy sitting quietly on the floor. “How are you enjoying your experience of the ‘Sin bin’? Must feel strange to be without shoes and being told what to do” He walked away smiling. Ben sat at the desk with the box containing the confiscated shoes and told Shane to come over. Shane ignored him. Ryan shouted “Go to him, he’s not your lapdog” Ben reminded Ryan of the sin bin rules and was told to be quiet and mind his own business. Ben didn’t like being ignored by Shane and Shane didn’t like being told what to do by Ben, there was a personality clash between them which wasn’t helped by Shane having his trainers confiscated all week. He was feeling humiliated sitting on the floor in his socks having his shoes taken away, he was 18 for crying out loud. Ben walked over to him “Don’t ignore me” he said “Do you have your school shoes”
“Yes” said Shane “Why?”
“I need to see them, ensure you have shoes to walk home in after school”
Shane opened his bag and pulled out a pair of black leather loafers. “Good” said Ben “I’ll take them for now” snatching them out of Shane’s hands. “No shoes allowed in the in Sin bin” Shane stood up and shouted “Give me back my f***ing shoes” Ben squared up to him and pointed at him. “Don’t swear or tell me what to do, I am in charge so sit down like a good boy”. Shane’s face went purple with anger, but he sat down and watched the Prefect take his shoes and place them in the box with the other confiscated footwear.
As the bell rung all the students stood up and padded in their socked feet over to Ben. He gave the two 15 year old pupils their shoes, they quickly put them on and left. Ben told the four 18 year old lads they where not getting their shoes and can retrieve them in detention after school. “Why? We’ve done nothing” said Jimmy. Ben told them “Everytime you and Dave enter the Sin bin you will always leave shoeless, detention everytime, as for you Ryan and Shane, besides talking and swearing which is a breach of the rules in here, you both need to understand I am in charge and you’ll do as I say” Ben could see Shane getting angry again “Remember also that any physical altercation means instant suspension from school and we don’t want that in our final year with important exams coming up, do we?” He smiled as the four frustrated friends walked out of the gym in their socked feet. Ben didn’t really like acting like a bully but he needed to assert his authority especially to Shane who he knew had taken an instant dislike to him. As he waited for the teacher to collect the box of confiscated shoes he looked at Shane’s trainers, he never wore New Balance before, always a Nike fan. They where his size, he unlaced his own shoes, took them off and put on the trainers. He walked around the gym thinking they where quite comfortable and they looked good too. As he got to the far end of the gym the teacher entered. He froze, ‘no trainers with school uniform’ he was worried he might get detention so hid behind some equipment. The teacher left with the box of shoes. Ben walked towards the empty desk. Not only was the box gone but his shoes where gone too. He’d left his shoes on the desk and the teacher must of placed them in the box with the 18 year old’s confiscated shoes.
‘What am I going to do’ he thought. ‘I can’t wear these trainers as I will get detention but if I take them off I’ll look like I have got detention and the only way to get my shoes back is to attend detention. It was a no win situation which ever way he looked at it. ‘Great way to start my first day as a Prefect’ he thought ‘Accidentally giving myself detention’. He had to get to his class, so he removed Shane’s trainers and put them in his bag. He also removed his Prefect badge, nobody would realise he was a new prefect and assume he was another student having his shoes confiscated and awaiting detention. He walked along the corridor in his socked feet feeling rather embarrassed.
At 4pm Ben headed for detention, the teacher and the four 18 year friends where already inside. If he was embarrassed being shoeless all afternoon it was nothing compared to entering a room and joining the guys he’d put in detention. He took a deep breath, knocked at the door and entered. The four guys where amazed as they stared at the shoeless prefect. The teacher told him to sit down, he walked to a desk and looked at the other guys grinning with amusement at his shoeless feet, Shane’s face was beaming with delight. The teacher temporarily left the room, Shane shouted “Does the teacher know your a Prefect? The big guy who took our shoes is now sat here without his, like a fallen Dictator!”. They all laughed at him, he was feeling rather embarrassed at the situation. Ben explained how he accidentally gave himself detention which made the other guys laugh even louder. He didn’t tell Shane he was wearing his trainers at the time. “We won’t tell the teacher you’re a prefect as long as we don’t end up in the Sin Bin again” said Jimmy. “Then behave yourselves and Steve won’t take you to the sin bin” said Ben.
Dave said “If we do end up in there and we give up our shoes, you will also put your shoes in the box too, if our shoes don’t come out at the end of lunchtime then neither do yours, otherwords no more detention”. Ben felt any authority he had was gone as he reluctantly agreed to their demands. ‘His only bit of comfort was he had Shane’s trainers in his bag and decided he was going to keep them and wear them every night until he had to give them back. They all sat in their socked feet until detention ended, they put on their shoes and went home.
Author – Sockedboy
The other day I spend some time with a few friends after school. We went to a park nearby and fooled around a little. At some point we went in direction of our homes. I made a detour with two others. We have to cycle to school because it’s in the next town about 8 or 9 miles away. On our way we passed a watchtower and we decided to climb up there and have some fun. On our way up the guy behind me noticed the sole of my sneaker came loose, so he told me. When we came on top I sat down and checked my sole. I could see it was little loose but I still could walk on it. They were already well worn and it did not surprise me. Before I could get up one of the guys grabbed my foot and started pulling on the loose sole. He meant that because of the worn state he could tear it completely off and I tried to pull back my foot but I couldn’t. With a ferm pull he took off the sole and said, there you go. The other guy got excited too and he grabbed my other foot and started pulling on the sneaker and said, let’s destroy them both. They were both laughing and slowly my shoe came off my foot and in the same time the other guy had grabbed my soleless sneaker and tried to get it off. A moment later I sat there in my socked feet and the guys started pulling out the inner soles and laces and throwing every part down off the tower. I felt little embarrassed first and asked them not to do it but then I got excited. When I got up on my feet they were tearing the sole off my right sneaker and threw the last parts down. They looked at me standing on the wooden floor in my grey socks. Then they said we assume you got your gymshoes with you. And I said no, they are in the school locker. They laughed again and said, so now you have to go home like this? I said yeah. We stood there for a little time looking down at the parts of what were my sneakers. I was struggling to hide the bump in my trousers because of the excitement and we got down to our cycles and went home. I think this was one of the nicest experience I had till now. I have a few more worn pairs of shoes so maybe I can pull this off sometime again 😁
Author – unlucky lad
Danny pleaded with the guard who pointed to the cell door “Parker -Remand, means you don’t go home”. Eddie and Tom, the two detained Guards where released from their cells, they picked up their footwear and walked past Danny in their socked feet. “Tell them it’s a mistake” said Danny gesturing with his cuffed hands. They shrugged their shoulders and smiled as they walked by. They where told to surrender to the Court Bailiff at 8am, don’t be late said their supervisor and you won’t be getting paid for the time you’re in detention. They glared back at Danny, no chance of them helping him now. They put their boots on, collected their property and left.
“I need to phone my boss and my girlfriend” said Danny “Nobody knows what’s happening to me” he cried. He was more concerned about his girlfriend as she struggled to believe he was accidentally locked up the other night, now spending the night in prison was more unbelievable.
A prison guard was carrying clear bags sealed with cable ties they had prisoners names on them, inside the bags where pairs of shoes, trainers and Danny’s size 10 Timberland work boots. He wasn’t the only one going to prison today. He was escorted to the prison van which had small cells, each the size of a broom cupboard with a seat. He climbed the steps in his socked feet and he was locked in a tiny cell for the journey to the prison. He just sat with his head in his hands staring at his socked feet for the whole journey.
Upon arrival at the prison all the new arrivals where shepherded into a reception room awaiting processing. The prisoners where of different ages and dress, men in suits, teenagers in tee shirts and sweat pants, only Danny was in work clothes. The only things in common they where all in socked feet and handcuffed. Danny was taken for processing, he was stripped of his clothes, searched, made to shower and given sweat shirt, pants and white socks, as he was only in one night he was refused shoes, it’s a waste of shoes for one night as they would be binned tomorrow” said the prison officer. He was escorted through the prison walking in his prison issue white socks, all the inmates staring at the newbie. Danny didn’t need shoes as he was too scared to leave his cell so went without food that night.
Next morning he was given his own clothes and boots back and taken back to the Courthouse in the prison van. Down in the cell area he was handed to the court bailliff and security guards. Eddie and Tom, the two guards also being punished had already surrendered themselves and where being processed into custody. Neither were wearing uniforms but casual clothes. Tom the 25 year old was in tee shirt and jeans, white Nike trainer’s with no show thin white socks which came off as he removed his trainers. He walked into his cell barefoot carrying his socks. “Shouldn’t of worn expensive trainers” shouted Danny “Anyone can steal them whilst your on the other side of that cell door” Tom turned and looked down at his trainers on the floor as the cell door slammed slammed shut. He sat in his cell putting his socks back on thinking his shoes where just inches away but nothing he could do if someone actually took them. Danny had given him something to worry about whilst he endured his confinement. Eddie had handed over his property and was escorted along the corridor to his cell, normally he locks people in the cells but today he was the prisoner and he knew what to expect in custody so dressed appropriately for his detention, he was wearing a thick sweater, grey jogger pants and green Adidas trainers. As he kicked off his trainers by his cell he had thick black socks on his feet. He knew the cell was going to be cold. Danny was still without his property so just needed to take off his boots and leave them by the door, he entered his cell and laid on the bench, eight hours to go.
He thought about his predicament, never broken the law, never arrested before, never convicted but managed to spend one night and nearly two days in a cell and spent another night in prison too. Never ever spent so much time in his work clothes without his boots.
At around 3pm Danny banged on his cell door, the guard opened it and he asked to use the toilet. He noticed more shoes outside the cells, more convicted prisoners awaiting transport he thought. The guard was missing when he left the toilet, so he waited outside his cell stretching his legs, then he bent down and quickly picked up the white Nikes and green Adidas trainers and swapped them with an old pair of scruffy black Reeboks and a dirty old pair of red Puma classics from further down the corridor. The guard came back and said “Forgot about you”
“Since my overnight stay the security hasn’t improved in this place” said Danny who was immediately locked Danny back in his cell. At 4pm the three detainees where advised that Judge McIntyre court case was overrunning and they would have to remain locked up indefinitely. Eddie complained he been in his cell for eight hours already but was told his punishment was for a day which has 24 hours in it. As they sat in their cells they could just about hear the noise of the prisoners being escorted off the premises to prison. Eventually at half five the cell doors where opened, Danny grabbed his boots and looked to see Eddie and Tom staring at the trainers outside their doors. “What the f***” said Tom “Wheres my trainers”
“Told you they could be nicked” said Danny with a big smile on his face. “They’re probably on their way to prison with new owners”
Eddie said “You have something to do with this?”
“I’ve been locked up too” said Danny with an even bigger smile, Eddie angrily threw the dirty Puma’s at Danny just as Judge McIntyre entered the corridor. The two shoeless security guards where still swearing at Danny as the Judge walked up behind them. “Have you two not learned anything from your day in the cells” asked the Judge “Put them back in the cells to cool down”. Danny was released by the judge. He watched the two guards being locked up as he put on his boots. Danny asked for his tools that had been left upstairs at the entrance, he was told to wait by the cell custody desk as the building would be locked and another guard would return with his stuff as his shift had finished. Whilst waiting Danny wiped Tom and Eddie names of the cell doors and picked up the controversial trainers off the floor and placed them in a cupboard behind the desk. He found a light switch and turned off the lights to the cell corridor and waited. Another security guard arrived with Danny’s tools and noticed the lights where out but could still see along the corridor and the floor was clear of shoes. “I’m sure my colleague said there was still prisoners in the cells”
“I’m the last prisoner” said Danny, everyone else has gone. The guard locked the entry doors to the cell block and escorted Danny out of the building. Eddie and Tom hadn’t realised yet but their day in the cells was definitely going to be for 24 hours. Tom was going to regret wearing a tee shirt and thin white socks.
Danny drove home hoping he still had a job and a girlfriend. Although the prison was frightening, he was buzzing from his ordeal, having been detained, boots confiscated, in his socks in a cell. Watching others forced to take off their shoes, knowing they where in the same predicament in adjacent cells. Perhaps he could try it again sometime.
Author – unlucky lad
After spending all night in a very small cell, Danny was cold, hungry and desperate for the toilet. He heard activity outside his cell so he starting kicking the door, banging and shouting. The cell door opened and a rather shocked security guard said “What you doing in there, you should of been transported to prison with the others yesterday”
“I need a toilet desperately” said Danny. The guard escorted him to the toilets, they had just been cleaned and the floor was wet, Danny didn’t care about his socks getting wet, he needed the toilet.
The guard locked him up again until he could identify Danny was looked like a prisoner without any I.D. or shoes. He was given coffee and biscuits, after another hour an apologetic senior court official released him from his detention. He was told a Judge would investigate the incident and he would be given an official apology by the court. He was taken upstairs still in his socks and was repatriated with his boots and other belongings. His phone was dead so he put his tools into his van and headed to his boss’s office. He got no sympathy from his boss who was in tears of laughter listening to Danny’s story of his overnight incarceration. “Remember you must wear your boots at work at all times” said his boss jokingly. He was given the day off but had to return to the Courthouse the next day and complete the job he failed to do yesterday.
The next day at the Courthouse no apology was given from the security guard as he escorted Danny to the room with the defective barrier. After an hour it was repaired and needed testing, Danny asked the guard to go through the barrier to test its sensitivity. The guard said to Danny that his cell ordeal was unfortunate. “Is that your attempt at an apology?” said Danny to the 25 year old guard. The guard didn’t reply as he walked through the metal detector, activating the alarm. The guard emptied his pockets and tried again, the alarm went off again.
“It must be your shoes” said Danny “Take them off”
“I’m the guard, don’t tell me to take my shoes off”
“You want the barrier to detect correctly for everyone’s safety” asked Danny.
“Yes” replied the guard. “Then wind your neck in and take your shoes off” said Danny.
The guard sat down and unlaced his shoes, took them off and placed them on the desk with all his other stuff. He walked through the barrier again, feeling uncomfortable in his socked feet, activating the alarm once more. “Are you sure you have nothing else metal on you?” said Danny.
Danny convinced the guard that the studs in his black denim style jeans had activated the alarm and needed him to remove his trousers. Reluctantly he took his trousers off and walked through again in his shirt, boxers and bright red football socks. Unbeknown to the guard Danny had been setting off the alarm remotely with his test kit. Danny placed all the guards belongings including his shoes and trousers into a tray and said “I’ll get your colleagues to xray your stuff to ensure every test has been done correctly”. Danny left the room but didn’t speak to anyone, he discreetly hid the tray under a counter out of sight and returned and informed the guard that his colleagues would scan his stuff and bring them to him shortly. The guard sat in his shirt, underwear and football socks and watched Danny pack away his tools . “I’ll remind your colleagues that your still waiting” he said as he left the room. He didn’t speak to anyone has he headed for the exit. ‘That’ll teach him to leave me without my boots the other day’ he thought to himself.
As he was about to leave he was stopped by a court Usher, “Glad I caught you, Judge McIntyre wants to publicly apologise in front of the court for your unauthorised detention”
The Usher asked the guards to look after Danny’s tools, but he had to remove his boots to return through the security barrier. The courtroom was full, after a short while Danny asked an official what was happening “The Judge wants to reprimand both guards responsible for your detention but it appears one has lost his uniform”. The two guards appeared, one red faced as he walked into the dock in white shirt, boxers and red football socks. The courtroom filled with laughter, the shoes and trouser less guard’s face went as red as his socks. Danny enjoyed watching the guards discomfort. Everyone stood up as the Judge appeared. The Judge asked the security guard why he had no trousers and shoes, he immediately pointed to Danny and said he’d taken them. Danny explained why he’d done it and the court adjourned until the guard retrieved his trousers and shoes.
An hour later back in the courtroom, Danny stood at the stand and Judge McIntyre apologised for the events that lead him to being locked up overnight. But then said “I understand your frustration with the guards but I cannot allow you to dish out your own justice and holding the court in contempt. Go and join the guards in the dock. ‘Great’ thought Danny as he walked across the courtroom, ‘Now I’m going to be told off in front of the court’. The Judge told the two security guards that their lack of professionalism and disregard for public welfare was of serious concern and brought the Courthouse into disrepute. “Therefore to learn from your incompetence I am going to give you the same experience as this young man endured and be detained in the court cells for one day. As we are halfway through today you will be immediately taken into custody then released to return tomorrow morning to the cells and be summoned back here tomorrow afternoon to see if you have learnt from your mistakes”. The two guards looked at each other in astonishment, we are guards not prisoners. Danny stood next to them with a big smirk on his face. The Judge noticed Danny’s amusement and said “Do you find this all a joke young man”
“No your Honour” said Danny, now with a stoney face like a child being told off at school.
“A warning for your actions this morning would of sufficed after your unintended detention. However I feel your contempt in this courtroom deserves further punishment. I therefore subject you to the same punishment as those stood next to you, fail to surrender to the court bailliff tomorrow morning and you will be arrested, that goes for all three of you” said Judge McIntyre. “Take them down” he said. Danny’s jaw dropped as he was placed in handcuffs along with the two guards as they where escorted to the cells.
The guard who had locked up Danny had his property confiscated, although he was a tall muscular 28 year old man he had tears in his eyes as he removed his boots. He placed them next to a cell door and said to his colleague locking him up, “One hour ago, I was the jailer and now I’m the prisoner”. He was emotional as he walked into the cell in his socked feet. “Sorry Eddie” said the new guard as he locked him in and chalked ‘Jackson – Daytime Only’ on the cell door. Danny still handcuffed watched the younger guard stripped of his property, red eyed with tears, he too took off his shoes revealing his red football socks again and was placed in the adjacent cell. “Just relax Tom, it’ll be over sooner than you think” said the guard sympathetically as he locked his colleague in the cell. ‘Mason – Daytime only’ was chalked on his door.
“Your turn” said the guard abruptly to Danny as he removed the handcuffs, he was told to empty his pockets, remove his belt and jacket. “Now take your boots off” the guard demanded. “Calm down” said Danny.
“You caused me to have to lock up my work mates” said the guard “So shut up and take your f***ing boots off”
Danny pulled off his boots and placed them next to his cell door. “Do you think I want to be here” said Danny. “Shut the f*** up” said the guard as he pushed him into the cell. Danny stumbled in his socked feet as the door behind him locked. The guard chalked on the cell door ‘Parker – Remand’
Danny could feel the cold from the stone floor penetrate his socks, he climbed onto the bench and laid down. ‘Shit’ he thought ‘My boss won’t be happy, I should be on another job now, gonna be difficult explaining I’m locked up again and tomorrow’. Several hours passed as he laid there staring at his socked feet then the ceiling then his socks again, he really wanted to be out.
Finally the cell door opened “Great” he said “Get me outta here”
Stood outside the cell was a different guard, “Wheres my boots” said Danny.
“Prisoner’s go shoeless in the prison transport vehicle” said the guard.
“What has that got to do with me” said Danny.
“Your going to prison” said the guard “Paperwork says Danny Parker on remand – Return to court next day” The prison guard slapped handcuffs on his wrists.
“I was put in the cells by the judge for contempt I’m not a criminal, I can’t go to prison” shouted Danny.
Author – shoeless guy
The following story is a true account of how I realized my fondness to losing shoes.
After my experience it got me searching the Web and discovering this site about a year ago. I enjoy reading the stories posted and hope my contributions have been enjoyed by others. Although so far my stories have been fiction and wished It had actually happened to me, the following story is true and why I use ‘Shoeless Guy’ as my name.
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A few years ago I worked as a Sales Rep in the north of England. With a company car I did a lot of driving and often seen abandoned shoes on the roadside but never really thought anymore about it. I always stop to eat lunch in lay-bys, my favourite being on a not too busy road with great views across the Pennines. A few miles before the lay-by I spotted a training shoe on the roadside and it looked fairly new. It got me thinking who lost their shoe? Why was it there? What happened to the other shoe? Would anyone retrieve it? All questions that would never be answered. Would anyone stop and pick up the shoe?, probably not unless it was the owner. Then I thought would anyone stop and pick up a pair of shoes? Again probably not, too hazardous to stop on a main road. I continued thinking about it as I finished eating lunch. What if a pair of shoes where left in a lay-by, anyone could stop and pick them up. I stared down at my shoes in the footwell, would anyone take them if I drove off leaving them behind? I was getting incredibly excited with just the thought of leaving them, never mind losing them. Being a sales rep I wore a suit and smart shoes, I took off my shoes and looked at them, they weren’t new but I looked after them and they where as good as new, size 10, plain black laced leather shoes. Would anyone want to take them? I placed them on the passenger seat and pondered.
The excitement of throwing my shoes out the passenger window and driving off shoeless in my suit was overwhelming. So I did, I looked in my rear view mirror and could see them laying on the tarmac, my right shoe laid on it’s side. My heart was pounding, I decided to drive to a roundabout about three miles ahead and turn around and go back and retrieve them. Just the thought of someone taking them got me more excited. As I approached the roundabout I could see a car had bumped another causing a queue. What if I had bumped into another car and had to get out…. in my socks! The reality of what I had done was kicking in. I navigated the roundabout and headed back. My heart still pounding, excited and cold flushes of fear at the same time I slowed as the lay-by approached on the opposite side of the road. A car was parked, a police car! I drove past, but relieved that my shoes where still there, I decided to do a U turn at a junction a mile up the road, hoping the police car would be gone on my return. It wasn’t, so I drove past my shoes again, the police car pulled out behind me. What if I have a brake light out and get pulled over by the police, they’ll see me shoeless, is it legal to drive in socks? All sorts of paranoid thoughts running wild in my head, heart pounding in my chest. He followed me to the roundabout, the two bumped cars gone, I drove straight on at the roundabout, it might look unusual doing a U turn with the police behind. He turned right but it took me another mile to U turn and head back. My shoes where still in the now empty lay-by, I passed and U turned where I’d done earlier and headed back to the lay by. A car ahead slowed me down, I indicated to pull into the lay-by, so did the car in front. He stopped ahead of where my shoes lay. I pretended to use my phone waiting for him to move off all the time staring at my shoes, I really needed to get them as I should of been with my next customer now. I didn’t have the courage to get out and retrieve them in my socks so I waited. Then he got out of his car and put some rubbish in the waste bin, he spotted my shoes, picked them up and went to put them in the bin. My heart pounded again, excited he’d picked them up, but happy he was going to bin my shoes allowing me to retrieve them. He stared at them then looked at his own shoes, he looked over to me, then carried them to his car, got in and drove off. The excitement of a stranger carrying away my shoes as I sat in my socks was incredible but as he drove off panic set in. I drove behind him, excited and nervous at the same time thinking how did I end up following my own shoes. I knew some traffic lights where ahead and I’d built up the courage to ask for my shoes back if the lights where on red. As we approached the lights, they went to red, ‘thank god’ I thought, but he jumped them and I lost him… and my shoes.
I was extremely late getting to my next call, a small retailer in a rural village. Nowhere to buy shoes, I pulled over and phoned him explaining I was late and could we discuss any issues and order stock on the phone. He wanted me there as I’d promised to remove old stock. Panic set in, I couldn’t visit a customer in my socks but I really had no choice. I entered his shop, trying to act normal in my dark grey suit and black socks. His two teenage sons where there. My face went red as they looked straight at my shoeless feet. “You lose something” said the shopkeeper as his sons laughed. “I stepped in some cow muck having a pee” I explained telling them they didn’t smell too good and be unhygienic walking in a shop wearing them. He offered to loan me a pair of his sons shoes, but my size 10 feet quickly dismissed that idea. Having finished at his store I headed to my next job, fortunately in a larger town that had a supermarket that sold shoes. My heart again pounding as I entered in my socked feet, feeling rather relieved when I reached the shoe aisle. I found a pair of loafers that fitted. Rather than walk in my socks to the checkouts I pulled the price tag off the shoes and wore them. After queueing at the till, I gave the checkout operator the tag and explained I was wearing the shoes.
“I’ll need to see the shoes” she said.
“Why?” I asked. She explained that anyone could switch labels and I could be wearing expensive trainers. I took the shoes off as the queue watched, to make matters worse she called for an assistant from clothing to come over and do a price check on my shoes. The clothes department was at the back of the store so had to wait for him to arrive then walked off again with the shoes. All the time the impatient queue staring at me in my suit and socks. Eventually he returned, I paid and put the shoes on and left.
If only I had got out of my car at the lay-by and picked up my shoes, nobody except the car driver would of seen my socked feet and then he would of forgotton me later.
I did the rest of my calls and got home late, my girlfriend wasn’t amused when she spotted a cheap pair of loafers on the bedroom floor rather than my quality leather shoes.
Although the afternoon was embarrassing I never forgot how excited I’d become leaving my shoes on the roadside, the thrill of being shoeless and embarrassed at the same time, watching someone take my shoes as I sat helpless in my socks was exhilarating.
Evertime I visited my village customer his sons always shouted ‘The Shoeless Guy’s here’
Author – Evan
This happened about a few years ago. I was hanging out with some friends at a nearby park. We were just hangin out and throwing a foot ball around and stuff. I was running after the ball when I stepped into a deep mud puddle. I got my right foot out and on the ground, but my left foot was still stuck in the mud. One of my friends came and grabbed my arm and eventually pulled me out, but my left shoe came off and was slowly starting to sink in the mud. I was about to reach for my shoe, but my friend grabbed me by my socked foot, and dragged me away from the puddle. My friend still held onto my foot and my shoe just sunk into the mud. Had to walk around the rest of the day in one shoe and my white nike crew socks
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