The shoe is not on the other foot

Author – Irsocks

Chip called me and asked if I would take him and his roommates to their job interviews. I thought it was strange that they all had an interview at the same company on the same day at the same time. I was about to tell him that, but Chip didn’t seem to mind because he said they really needed the jobs because they had been out of work since the pandemic started. I agreed to take them, and Chip said thank you and gave me the address and time.
Max was waiting on the porch when I arrived. He was wearing a dress shirt, matching tie, slacks, and penny loafers with the pennies in them. He yelled inside the open front door to the others, walked to the truck, and got in the back behind me. Chip walked out wearing a button down shirt, khakis, and Sperry boat shoes. Logan burst out the door letting it slam shut behind him. He was wearing a polo shirt, black jeans, and black and white elite socks. He was carrying his Nike Tanjun sneakers. I giggled to myself because he was literally always running late. He jumped in the front, wiped off the bottoms of his sock feet, and slipped on his sneakers.
Once we reached our destination they all got out and headed inside. Chip turned around and asked if I would come back and pick them up after their interviews were over. I said I would, and he turned and followed the others inside. I drove off still thinking that there was something strange going on. Chip called me a few hours later and said they were ready to go. From his tone it did not seem as though the interviews went well. I didn’t know what to expect when I got there. As I drove in and parked, I noticed that they were all just outside the main door with two security guards behind them. As they approached the truck I noticed that they were shoeless. I could see Chip’s brown socks with white toes and heels and Max’s green gold-toe ribbed socks. I had already seen Logan’s black and white elite socks except this time he was not running.
They hurried and jumped in the truck. Logan wiped off the bottoms of his socks before putting them up on the dash. I looked from his sock feet to his face and back again. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I turned and looked at the guys in the back. No one said anything. After a minute or two I started to say something, but Chip interrupted me and said it is a long story; let’s just get out of here. I didn’t argue. The whole ride home no one said anything. Every time I looked at either one of them, they would just look away. Once we got to their house no one made a move to get out.
Chip finally broke the silence and said this is what happened. He said they went in the building, and they had to go through the metal detector. They each had to remove their shoes and belts. After getting their stuff back a red-headed guy had come down and told them to follow him. He said they went up to the top floor and then to a large wooden door. The guy said Mr. Jamison does not allow shoes in his conference room. The guy slipped off his burgundy driving moccasins revealing his blue socks with burgundy toes and heels before stepping into the room. Max slipped off his penny loafers, Chip slipped out of his Sperry boat shoes, and Logan slipped out of his Nike Tanjun sneakers. Chip said they were seated at the large conference table and told to wait. The red-headed guy slipped out of the door. Chip said the red-headed guy looked familiar he just could not place him.
Chip said after what seemed like forever an older guy in a three piece suit walked in and seemed surprised that they were there. Max said he stood up and explained the whole situation to him. The guy said they had been mistaken because there were no jobs available, no interviews scheduled, and there certainly was no red-headed guy working for him. By this time the guy noticed Max’s green gold-toe ribbed socks. Max said he noticed the guy still had his alligator-skin loafers on his feet. Logan said he asked if he was Mr. Jamison to which the guy replied no. He stepped around the table and pressed a button.
After a few minutes two security guards came through the door and told us we had to leave because we were trespassing said Chip. He said they got up and walked out the door to find that their shoes were gone. Max said he tried to explain that they had taken them off and left them right outside the door. Not only were there no jobs, but our shoes had been stolen as well. We were so embarrassed said Max. Not only were we escorted through the lobby and out the front door, we were in our sock feet for all to see.
I didn’t know what to say to that. I offered to take them out to eat just to cheer them up. They agreed. We got out of the truck and went into the house. They went to their bedrooms to get some shoes. I heard them all scream at the same time. I ran to Chip’s room to see what was going on. Chip was standing there saying they are all gone. Someone stole all of my shoes. The others came out into the hallway saying the same thing. All of their shoes had been stolen. The only pair of shoes in the house were the ones on my feet. We all went back to the living room.
Max got the envelope with the letter telling them about the interviews. He looked it over again and again until he realized something. The name rang a bell. He knew who the red-headed guy was now. He asked the other guys if they remembered the name Sam Smith. They both said no. He said how about One-Shoe Sammy? All the color drained from their faces. Chip said they had tormented a kid named Sammy in school. They would always take one of his shoes and hide it never giving it back. Because of them he got the nickname One-Shoe Sammy.
There was a piece of paper on the table that wasn’t there earlier. Chip picked it up and read it out loud. It said NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FELT. NOW THE SHOE IS NOT ON THE OTHER FOOT! It was signed All-Shoes Sammy.

Camping loss

Author – Dave

The four of us decided to have a weekend away comping and as the weather was good and countryside was only a few miles away we hiked to where we were camping getting beer and food along the way. W arrived at a good spot to pitch our tents about 4pm and set up camp in a nice wooded spot, we noticed a couple of tents some distance away but paid them no attention. After some food and a few cans of beer we turned in for the night and as is normal we put our boots or trainers under the tent flaps in order to keep the tent clean inside. We were woken about 7 am by some commotion in our camp area and I poked my head out of the tent to find three guys, it turned out from the tents we had seen in the distance, they were angry and shouting about demanding to know what we had done with their boots, looking under the flaps to get my trainers I noticed they had vanished, coming out of the tent in my grey socks a quieter and more sensible discussion began. There were, it turned out, 7 of us all in our socks wondering where our shoes had gone. Once everyone calmed down and understood that in fact we were all victims and someone else had stolen all of our shoes we started to think what we could do. In the meantime we all packed up out tents as we knew that one way or another we would be heading home. Hoping that someone had taken them and hid then we thought the best thing to do was to have a really good search around. Creeping round the woods in socks is not easy, impossible to avoid trading on stones and one lad in the other group trod in some pretty deep mud. In the distance we could hear running water and what sounded like some voices. We crept quietly towards the noise and soon saw a group of tents in the distance, rather than all go de decided two of us should go and scout out the land and return to report back. Steve and Jim came back after about half an hour and told us they had found our shoes along with the three lads who had stolen them all. They were a bit older than us but there were only 3 of them. Their camp was only a few yards from a pretty fast flowing river so we formulated a plan. Sneaking up on them was not hard as we were in our socks and in a very short time we had overpowered them. Two of us took their camp apart bit by bit clothes tents everything was thrown in the river and we laughed as the river took the lot. Their trainers were pulled off and one by one in the river they went, although we had no intention of doing it we threated to throw what they were wearing into the river as well, pulling off one lads hoody and throwing it towards the river to prove the point, They begged and pleaded with us telling us they had only took our shoes for a joke. I suggested to them that they might be safe in the river as we did not want to get wet. We sat down put our own shoes and boots on and watched as they timidly went into the water one lad picking up his hoody on the way fully clothed but shoeless, we walked off laughing and joking knowing that they faced going home in soaking wet clothes and in their white socks, I think they will leave other people’s stuff alone in the future.

Going to Wembley

Author – footy mad Mike

This story is a follow up to ‘England V Girlfriend‘.


I was still elated after England’s semi final win even though I had walked back to Zachs flat in my socked feet. Callum found it hilarious and refused to give back my trainers.
“You may as well walk the rest of the way home in your socks, loser” he said.
“You’ll be the loser of those trainers your wearing if you don’t return mine” I said.
He looked down at his bright green Adidas Gazelles, he didn’t want to lose his new trainers, he knew I would take them and not give them back for weeks, so he retrieved mine that he’d hidden under the sofa.
We discussed our plans for the cup final on Sunday.
It was impossible to get tickets for the game but we were going to Wembley regardless, soak up the atmosphere and find a bar with a big screen to watch England win.
Sunday arrived, we met at a pub before getting the tube up to North London. We all wore white England shirts with shorts. Callum and I had white crew socks, he was wearing his bright green Adidas Gazelles and Zach wore black crew socks with his grey New Balance 920’s.
Several trains later we arrived at Wembley, it was very busy. We got to the Boxpark, the atmosphere was electric with several hours still to go for the big match.
Zach had overheard some guys saying security was poor and they where going to rush the queue to get inside the stadium, due to Covid the stadium capacity was reduced meaning plenty of empty seats. Stupidly with all the excitement and a few beers we decided to join them.
At the gate, ticketless fans started pushing, forcing everyone forwards. The security couldn’t stop the crowd surging towards them. Someone stood on the back of my trainer, my heel popped out, I tried to keep my foot inside, it got stood on again, I continued moving forward but my shoe didn’t. It went under the feet of those pushing from behind. As fans become untangled at the front they ran off up the steps towards the seating areas.
I hesitated as I needed my shoe but it was impossible to retrieve it from under the mass of fans still surging forward. My arms were grabbed by security and I was marched to another gate and thrown out. “I need my shoe” I shouted as the gate closed. Other ticketless fans were thrown out too, some missing both their shoes. Everyone was shouting at the security demanding their trainers. We decided to go back to where we entered but the gates where now closed, the crowd had dispersed and on the floor where about 20 shoes. I could see my left Reebok trainer but it was unreachable, the gates were locked. A pair of bright green Adidas Gazelles where amongst the sea of lost soles and wondered if Callum was walking around inside the stadium in his socks. He didn’t answer his phone. Two security guards appeared, instead of throwing the lost shoes over the gate, as every one had begged, they began putting them in plastic sacks. I watched helplessly as my Reebok was put into a sack, there was nothing I could do.
“You wanker” I shouted. What the hell was I going to do without my shoe.
Zach appeared, he too was missing his left trainer, he was pissed off when his New Balance trainer went into the sack, they had cost him £175 a week earlier.
The security guards had finished, they and our shoes were gone. It was frustrating to see them deliberately take away our perfectly good trainers.
The shoeless feet of disgruntled fans began dispersing into the crowds.
I didn’t want to walk around all day wearing one shoe but I didn’t want to leave, the match was too important. We went to a bar, bought more beer, we soon forgot our shoeless plight as the match build up continued.
We could only assume Callum had been successful and found an empty seat, we were jealous.
More fans entered the bar, a guy walked over to us, wearing shorts made his shoeless black Nike socked feet very noticeable.
“You lost yours too” he said telling us his mates had managed to get inside and find empty seats. Zach cheered up a little when the guy informed us that our trainers could be collected from the nearby police station. He hoped his missing left shoe would soon be reunited with the right.
With no sign of Callum appearing and several hours until kick off we decided to collect our shoes from the police station.

More fans poured out of the tube station as we passed, some noticed our socked feet but they were too busy clapping and chanting ‘England’ to bother us.
At the police station we waited for an hour, we complained but the woman behind the counter sarcastically said there was a big match taking place down the road and they were extremely busy. As we were about to leave to return later two officers appeared. Zach followed one officer I went with the other.
He began asking questions about how I lost my shoe, I explained, I also told him I was in a hurry to get back to watch the football.
“You’ve admitted trying to gain entry without a ticket” he said. I looked at my watch, kick off was getting closer.
“Yes, I admit it, I’m sorry, can I have my shoe back please”, I said looking at my watch again.
He told me a security guard had been badly assaulted by someone wearing a white England shirt and missing either one or both shoes. I had not only admitted to being there but I had left a shoe at the crime scene, he jokingly called me Cinderella.
My heart sank when he said I was being detained under investigation until I could either be charged with assault or eliminated from his enquiries.
I was now going to miss the biggest football match in Englands history for over 50 years. He put me in handcuffs and took me down to the cells. They took everything from me, phone, wristwatch and money. Shoes where outside each occupied cell, I recognised the single New Balance trainer, Zach was already locked up.
I banged on his cell door as I passed.
“You in there Zach” I shouted.
“Yeah, I can’t believe we’re going to miss the match” he shouted back. He sounded as distraught as me, we had been focused on the match for days.
I was told to take off my shoe and walk inside the cell. The door slammed shut.
I was angry and frustrated, I sat down and looked at my socked feet. My right foot had a very clean white crew sock, my left foot had a very dirty sock on it. The policeman who had arrested me told me as he had escorted me down to the cells was ‘Thanks for coming to us, it saved us finding you as we will be arresting any shoeless fans wearing white England shirts.
I thought about Callum, where was he?
Is he inside the stadium watching the game, I hoped the bright green Adidas trainers I saw earlier weren’t his or he too would soon be joining us. I was jealous of him, if only Zach and I had stayed inside the bar we’d be enjoying the match right now instead of being shoeless in jail.

The Hitchhiker – PT.3

Author – Jay

The teenagers approached Tanks van.
‘Why did you take their kicks?’ asked one of them. Tank told them to mind their own business and move their car.
‘I think we’ll have them and whatever is on your feet’ said the tallest of them, obviously the ringleader, he was about the same height as Tank but didn’t have his bulk.
‘You want my work boots?’ Said tank laughing.
The young guy blushed and didn’t like being laughed in front of his mates.
‘I don’t want your boots old man, we could burn them though, they’ll keep your feet warm while we take your van and their kicks’ he said, his mates laughed, his credibility had been restored.
‘Who you calling old’ said Tank telling them he was only 27.
‘Tell you what guys, even though I’m old and there is four of you, if you manage to take me down and take the boots off my feet I’ll gladly provide some petrol to burn them with. However if you fail I shall be taking those nice trainers off your feet’ said Tank eyeing up their footwear.
The teenagers laughed nervously as they unconsciously looked down at their trainers, three of them where wearing black Nike Airmax trainers with black socks and joggers, the other had black Vans with white socks and black joggers. They all wore hoodies.
Tank got out of the van.
‘Which one of you weaklings is going to take them off my feet’.
The four lads were taken aback by Tanks size but confident they could handle him. They looked at Tanks well worn black Caterpillar boots.
‘What you gonna do old man, there’s four of us so give us those trainers and take off your boots’.
‘You have to take them off my feet then you can happily take their trainers’ said Tank as he looked at James and Richard who were hobbling towards him in their socked feet. They did not look happy at having their footwear offered as prizes in a ‘test of ego’ competition.
The teenagers seemed confused when they stood next to the guy who had just stolen their shoes.
As they lunged forward Tank grabbed a wrench from the van and started swinging it like a baton. As they stepped backwards one of them fell over, Tank grabbed his foot and dragged him towards the van, he quickly dropped the wrench and pulled a heavy duty zip tie out of his work pants and wrapped it around the the lads ankles. The lad tried to stand up but his tied feet unbalanced him.
The astonished teens stared in amazement at how quickly Tank had disabled their mate. They ran towards their car but Tank grabbed the driver, dragged him back towards the van and put him to the floor and sat on him. He quickly tied his ankles too before taking his car keys.
‘Two down and two with nowhere to go’ shouted Tank waving the car keys.
The other two stayed by the car as Tank grabbed the two tied teens by their feet and dragged them to the rear of the van.
The helpless teens were shouting to their mates for help. They ran towards Tank, he booted the tall ringleader who ran away but Tank took the other guy down and he too was tied by the ankles and dragged to the van.
The teens kept trying to stand but their tightly tied ankles made them fall, they where shouting to their ringleader mate Gazza to help them. Tank kept grabbing their feet and pulled them back.
He reminded them that he was still wearing his boots and so he was about relieve them off their footwear.
‘Gazza come and help us, he’s going to take our fucking trainers’
‘You lose Gazza, give me your shoes and I’ll free your mates’ said Tank.
‘No fucking way are you getting my Nikes’ shouted Gazza.
His mates shouted at him to go get help, Tank warned him if he had to catch him he’d be trussed up like a wild hog. He sheepishly walked over, he watched as his mates kept trying to stand up and Tank pushing them back down with little effort.
‘Sit’ said Tank, the teenager did so like a dog obeying its owner. Tank gave Gazza a zip tie and told him to tie his own ankles together. He grabbed Gazzas feet and dragged him next to his mates ensuring the zip tie was tight.
The four helpless teenagers watched as Tank pointed at his work boots to remind them he was still wearing them. ‘Time to collect my prize’ the young guys immediately looked at their own feet and instinctively pulled them away from Tanks reach.
‘Nice trainers boys, take them off, they belong to me now’. They tried to scramble away using their hands but their tightly tied ankles inhibited them.
Tank grabbed the first lads feet he cried out to James and Richard for help. Tank warned them to stay back or they too would be put to the floor and have their shoeless feet tied.
The lad struggled against Tank but he was soon relieved of his black Vans. The next lad tried to stand up without success as he quickly lost his black Airmax trainers. The third guy closed his eyes as his feet where grabbed, he knew his AirMax trainers where gone as his damp socked feet felt the cold night air. Finally Gazza squirmed as Tank yanked his black AirMax trainers from his feet.

He placed his newly acquired trainers in a pile in front of the socked feet of their previous owners. He ordered James to get his can of petrol from the van.

‘Please don’t burn my new trainers’ cried Gazza. Tank reminded him that he had wanted to burn his work boots.
‘Those socked feet must be getting cold’ said Tank telling him a fire of burning trainers will keep them cosy.
‘They are my trainers now and I’ll burn them if I want’ said Tank. Richard said it was wasteful but Tank told him to mind his own business, he threw the car keys to him and told him to move the car away from the entrance.
Tank looked at the three pairs of Nikes, they where nearly new and he realised Richard was right it would be wasteful but it didn’t stop him teasing their previous owners.
Tank boastfully told the tied teens that it was easy tieing them up, ‘Every lunchtime at work we prey on the young apprentices, hunt them down, hogtie them and take their boots. They get untied once they have agreed to make every worker on site a cup of tea, when they complete that task they get their boots back’.
Richard had returned and told Tank he was a bully, James agreed. Tank told them he’d had enough of them and reminded Richard that he was still angry after he’d stolen his Brogues. He told them both to sit down and put their feet together.
‘Your not tieing me up’ said James. Tank stood up to remind him of his size. James sat on the ground and put his socked feet together, Richard had already obeyed. Tank realised he only had one zip tie and told Richard to put his left foot next to James’s right foot. He tied their socked feet together.
Tank started collecting the trainers and put them in the van, he told the teenagers to take of their hoodies and James to take off his Nike sweatshirt. If they didn’t he had plenty of rope to tie them all up good and proper. He said if their feet hadn’t been tied he would of taken their joggers too.
‘You should count yourselves lucky your not going home in your underwear’ he said laughing.
He told them he would have no problem selling their clothes and shoes to the young apprentices at work.
‘Adios boys’ he shouted as he drove out of the car park leaving the six tied up shoeless guys in darkness.

Fun Day at Hersey Park

Author – Catlin

My name is Catlin and I have a boyfriend named Jack. We are going to be seniors and we have been together for 2 and a half years now. About a week ago my mom gave me 2 tickets for Hershey Park. She said these are for you and Jack. I said thanks and texted Jack and said my mom just gave me 2 Hershey Park tickets you wanna go. Jack said sure when you want to go. I said you want to go tomorrow. Jack said sure. The next day Jack drove to my house at 8:00. I was wearing a black sweatshirt with skinny jeans and my white slip on vans. Jack was wearing a grey sweatshirt with black joggers and his white, red, and black Air Jordan 1s. The reason we were wearing winter clothes in the summer was because it was going to be 50 degrees all day. He said you ready. I said yup. We then got in Jacks car and we started driving to Hershey Park. We just talked in the car ride there and finally about 4 hours later we finally got there. We then parked in the parking lot and walked up to the entrance. I then showed them our tickets and we walked in. Jack asked me what I wanted to ride first and I said let’s ride the new roller coaster Candymonium. We waited in line for almost a hour and then finally could get on it. We then rode it and got off and then rode Skyrush, stormrunner, Fahrenheit, and one that makes you go backwards but I forgot the name. Then there’s another roller coaster called The Great Bear. Basically when you ride this ride your feet dangle and there no other one like it in the park. It’s also my favorite ride. I told Jack let’s ride the bear. Jack said alright and we got in line. About 30 minutes later we finally could get on. Me and Jack got first row seats. Jack was on the right of me on the end and there were 2 random people on the left of me. The bar came down over us and we started going up slowly. Me and Jack kept swinging our feet back and forward on the way up. Mainly I like this ride because your feet dangle. Then we got done going up and we dropped and curved. As we went down another drop Jack’s right Nike high top flew off his white socked foot. Me and Jack then started laughing. Then the ride ended and we just sat there waiting for the bar to go up. Jack said man I really lost my shoe. I said did it come off over a walkway. Jack said I think. I said let’s try and find it. Jack smiled and held up his socked foot and said this is my new least favorite ride. I laughed and said no this is the best ride you just got unlucky and lost your shoe. The bars then went up and me and Jack walked off. To my surprise Jack didn’t hop on one foot and just walked like normal but with a left Air Jordan High top and a white sock on his right foot. We then went to the area where Jack lost his shoe and we started looking. As we were looking a kid that looked like he was 7 came up to us and asked Jack where his shoe was. Jack smiled and said I lost it on a ride. The boy laughed and said that sucks bye Mr. One Shoe. I then laughed and said Mr. One Shoe. Jack tried not to laugh and said shut up. We then looked around for the next 10 minutes and no shoe. I said Jack your shoe is gone let’s ride something else. Jack said ok fine and reluctantly walked away with me with one shoe. We then walked around and I saw a ride called The Claw where you sit down and you rock back and forth and spin at the same time. Also your feet dangle just like The Great Bear. I said let’s ride that and I pointed to it. Jack then saw and said great your feet dangle. I said you will be fine you will not loose your other shoe to. Jack said knowing my luck I will loose my pants on these rides where your feet dangle. I said you will be fine come on. Jack reluctantly followed me again. We then got in line and 15 minutes later got on the ride. We sat down next to each other and pulled the bar over us. Since you face each other everyone was looking at Jacks socked foot. Jack was so embarrassed. The ride started and we rocked back and forth and spined around. Once it was over I said see that wasn’t so bad. Jack said well your not the one missing a shoe. I laughed and said how did your shoe come off in the first place number one your wearing high tops and number two your shoes are tied so how did it come off. Jack said I don’t know ask my shoe that question. I laughed. We then went and got something to eat. After that Jack asked me what I wanted to do now. I said let’s ride the Wave Swinger. Jack said what is that. I said basically you sit on a swing and you spin in a circle. Jack said is all your favorite rides rides that make your feet dangle. I said yea I love them. Jack said alright let’s go to it. We got there and it was a very short line. After 5 minutes we got on and sat on 2 swings that are close to each other. While we were waiting for the ride to start Jack said to me knowing my luck my stupid sock is going to fly off my foot. I laughed and said I wonder if your shoe is at the lost and found. Jack said no someone probably saw my shoe and just stole it. I laughed and said I don’t know who would want that smelly old shoe. Jack said my feet don’t stink. I said are you serious your feet smell terrible. Jack said no they don’t. We both laughed. The ride then started and we spun in a circle for a minute. Once the ride was over Jack lifted up his socked foot to he if his sock was dirty. To my surprise his sock wasn’t that dirty it just had a bunch of pieces of leaves and some glitter. Jack then patted off his sock and when he was done it almost looked like new. I then said come on let’s go to the lost and found to see if your smelly old shoe is there. Jack then said for the hundredth time my feet don’t stink. I said yes they do. Jack said whatever. We then walked in the lost and found building and the girl said can I help you. I said do you have a white, red, and black Air Jordan One High top. She said let me see. About 5 minutes later she came back with a basket of shoes and said are any of these yours. Jack then started looking through the basket of flip flops, sandals, low tops and high tops and at the very bottom he pulled out his shoe. Jack then put his shoe back on his socked foot and tied it and said thanks. The girl said no problem how long have you been missing your shoe. Jack said since 3:00. It was 6:00 now. She said I bet that was rough. Jack said you got no idea. Me and Jack then walked out and I said see we got your shoe back you need to listen to me more. Jack said ok fine. I then smiled and said can we ride The Great Bear again. Jack said heck no I’m not losing my shoe again. I said come on your so lame. Jack rolled his eyes and said fine let’s go. We then got in line and 30 minutes later we got on and rode it again. Jacks shoe didn’t fly off this time. When it was over I said see was that so bad. Jack said you weren’t the one that lost your shoe. I said well maybe your shoe flew off because your feet stink. Jack groaned and said my feet don’t stink for the thousandth time. I said yes they do. Jack just sighed and I laughed. We then got 2 cotton candy things and left to go home because it was getting dark. That’s day was so fun. I’m also thinking about stealing all Jacks right shoes for a little while so he is stuck wearing left shoes and socks on his right foot. Comment what you think I should do.

Campsite bet

Author – Nate

One Saturday night I went to visit some friends camping and we ended up drinking most the afternoon into early evening.  We decided to wonder around the campgrounds and found another group who were having a bit of a party along with card games and the bags tossing game.  I’m not much of a card player so I was just watching my friend and his girlfriend play when a girl who was at the party named Sam said hey you wanna play bags?  I said sure and she said we gotta bet so we both had 20 dollars on the first game, I ended up winning and pocketed the cash, Sam said well time for a shot so we both took a shot and she said ok lets play again I said ok 20 bucks again?  She said she was outta cash but she wanted to earn the 40 bucks back so she grabbed her right shoe off her foot and said I’ll bet my shoe for your 20 bucks.  I laughed as she held up her shoe and said ok, I’m not sure what I’ll do with a right converse sneaker but ok.  So we started playing her in her one white sock and one black converse and me wearing my black and yellow puma sneakers.  She then did make the comment that she loved my shoes.  Well I ended up winning the second game too so I victoriously held up her converse as a trophy as she got us another round of shots.  So I said well now I’m up 20 bucks and a shoe I laughed as she said ok third game as she pulled her left converse off and held it up and said ok I’ll bet my left shoe for your left puma.  I laughed and agreed thinking well this is going to be a easy win, so I pull my left shoe off and put it next to hers and we start playing, I soon worry after she starts sinking the bags that maybe I might have drank too much and sure enough she won that game.  She picked up both left shoes and put them on her side, so she has both my and her left shoes and I have both my and her right shoes.  She then said ok 1 more shot to drink then the final game, she said I’ll bet both these left shoes and you bet your 40 bucks and your right puma.  I looked at her confused and said why my shoe and not yours?  She smiled and said I don’t want my shoe I want yours.  So the alcohol and my friends who now are watching us encourage me to take the bet.  We start playing and she easily took the lead and then with her last bag sink ment that I had just lost my shoes and my money.  I quick scramble and try getting her to play again as I look in my wallet for more cash to bet knowing that I was all out.  She said nope we are done you don’t have anything to bet besides that old wore out converse and she laughed saying that her new pumas were not for sale or for bet as she slipped them on her white socked feet.  She laughed and said they fit perfectly even a little loose like I like, she then pocketed the 40 bucks cash and picked up her own loan left converse and said I’m going to hang onto this as a trophy and she got a drink.  I just looked at my friends and they are laughing at me and said lets go back to our campsite so we said goodbye to the other group and walked away as Sam yelled to me thanks for the sweet shoes!  I shook my head and walked away holding my new right converse.  At least I had a new single shoe to hang onto minus me loosing another pair of shoes

Amusement park

Author – Nate

I started seeing this girl named Josie this year and somehow it got brought up about my past shoeloss incidents. She actually thought they were pretty funny but curious how it happened multiple times. Well one Saturday we decided to go to amusement park to spend the day and she playfully said maybe you’ll loose another shoe as I’m slipping on my untied red, grey and white nike airmax. I said you better watch what you say you leave your sneakers untied too, she was wearing a pair of orange and white nike free. She seemed unbothered by this and said I’ve been curious what it’ll be like to loose one, so we get to the park and ride a few rides with no issues until we are walking towards a new rollercoaster towards the back of the park when a black and grey underarmour sneaker falls right infront of us on the pathway. We both look around and don’t see anyone missing a shoe and assume someone unlucky lost one on the rollercoaster. I picked it up and it’s a size 11 but a women’s size 11, I laugh and say look you have a extra shoe if you loose one of your nikes to Josie. She laughs and says I’m a 10 and your a 10 men’s, so looks like we both have a extra shoe! She grabbed it and stuck it in her backpack she had on as we get in line for the same rollercoaster. The group before gets off the ride and are walking down the exit and sure enough we see a girl in her early 20’s walking with just white no show socks on, as her friend’s are laughing at her because she lost her shoes. I say to Josie I wonder where her other one ended up as we laughed. We’ll we got ready to get on the ride and Josie decides to leave her shoes behind after seeing the other girl shoeless so she puts hers in a cubby along with her bag and we get on. As we start moving she said to me your going to regret this as she grins and uses her shoeless foot to kick my right shoe, I catch it with my toes but my heal is still out of my sneaker right as we go down a long freefall to a sharp right hand turn and in that process sure enough we both watch my right nike fly off my foot and spinning towards the ground. Well then I notice that during that exchange of trying to hold onto my right shoe my heal popped out of my left shoe and next up was the loop, and that’s where the left one exited the ride at. So now she’s laughing and we both are finishing the ride in white no show socks. So the rides over and we get out, she goes to grabs her stuff from the cubby only to find a empty cubby, her nikes are gone, her backpacks gone along with that new underarmour sneaker we just found. Now I was the one laughing as we both now are walking through the park in our once clean white socks. We decide to ride a few more rides and end up bumping into the group with the girl who lost her shoes also, she noticed us and asked what ride did we loose ours on? She laughed when she found out we lost them on the same ride. Her socks were about the same dirty grey as ours by then. We decide to leave and headed home Josie said well that was a interesting day, I agreed and said see how easy it was to loose your shoes? She laughed and said well mine were stolen but I know what you mean, she then said I might have to try to actually loose one sometime now, I smiled and thought about future adventures.

England V Girlfriend

Author – Footy Mad Mike

My girlfriend was persistent with her WhatsApp message ‘Where are you?’
I was with my mates watching England play Denmark in the semi – finals of Euro 2020.
‘Wednesday night is our night’ came another message. I was trying to watch the match but her messages continued.
“Gonna have to go lads” I told my mates.
Denmark had scored a goal, Zach said I can’t leave now, we need England to score. I messaged back ‘Had a drink, can’t drive’. She replied back ‘Get a taxi’.
‘She wants me to get a taxi’ I told the lads.
“Tell her we’ve taken your trainers and won’t give them back til the match is over”, said Callum jokingly. So I did.
‘Stop lying and grow up, if you’re not here in half an hour we’re finished’ came Sarah’s reply. England had now equalised, I couldn’t leave now, we needed another goal.
I replied back telling her they really have hidden my shoes and they won’t give them back, I can’t get a taxi in my socks.
I continued watching the game, we were all praying for England to score again. Then Sarah messaged again ‘Mum will pick you up in ten minutes after she has finished work’ she was persistent. Full time came, it was going into extra time. Sarah ‘s mum texted ‘I’m outside’
The lads were disappointed that I was leaving. As I headed for the door, Callum shouted ‘You can’t leave wearing your trainers, she’ll know you’ve been lying, you had better take them off and leave them here’.
Sarah probably knew I had lied anyway but I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction, so I kicked off my white Reebok classics and threw them at Callum.
“Your getting the blame for taking my shoes’ I said laughing as I left Zach’s flat in my black crew socked feet.
Miserable Mary was waiting in her car.
“You better not be upsetting with my daughter” she said as I got in her car. I lifted my left leg and showed her my socked foot telling her the lads took my shoes, I have had to leave without them just to be with Sarah. I asked her to change the radio to 5 Live to listen to the match, she was listening to shit music on Radio 2 and said no.
Miserable Mary dropped me off at Sarah’s. 
“Where’s your shoes?” She asked. I told her Callum had hidden them. She called my mates childish idiots as she drank Prosecco whilst watching Love Island. I asked her to put the football on, she refused, I got annoyed telling her it was a big night for England and she had nagged me to come over to watch fucking Love Island.
We argued and I stormed out. As I stood in the street I realised I had left my phone on her sofa. I banged on the door but she wouldn’t answer, her neighbour appeared and threatened to call the police.
I was in the street, no shoes, no phone and my wallet and house keys where in my car outside Zach’s flat on the other side of town. As I walked in my socked feet I seen several drunk guys heading towards me, I started to cross the road when I noticed they where wearing England shirts and they where happy.
“Who won?” I asked.
“We did” they all shouted. They told me Kane had scored from a penalty rebound, 2-1 England.
It didn’t matter that I was shoeless as I was walking on air all the way back to Zach’s flat. Roll on Sunday for the final.

Beer

Author – Anonymous

It was once I was in a bar just drinking a regular beer not the strong one. A friend of mine came in the bar saw me and asked me to have a whisky or a rum. I said why are u buying me a whisky( it was an expensive one) ? He said he got a promotion in his company. So we drank a lot btw. So in the middle he said bro can I take your shoes i have to actually attend a marathon I didn’t get time to buy a pair for myself and please give 4 dollars as well my credit card is declined so I have 50 dollars and I will give u 4 dollars tomorrow . I don’t know why I gave him my Nikes trainers and I went home shoeless. Next day he came to my house saying that last night I took off my shoes and gave them in his hands and left.

Him next morning Are u OK? I said yes but why. He said just check your wallet and clothes near your bed. I said yaa my shoes and few notes missing. So he said that he cooked up a story about marathon and tried to fool me and I got into also. He said me never drink too much that u trust any story and start giving away your belongings. He returned my shoes and said ” wanna grab a beer” in a comic tone.

Such a shame

Author – Magic

My school life was the most pleasant, exciting part though it was a boys school.
My school has announced that canvas shoes were made compulsory . But 5 months ago they had made gola shoes compulsory. I and my supportive friend made our decision that we will wear the gola shoes and would try to struggle till end.

Now the school was ruled by strict disciplinarians and were even more stubborn than we were. So the fight had begun. Gradually almost all students gave up and switched to canvas. But what all do doesn’t affect us. We were firm in our decision. so the mam once got annoyed of our attitude and reported it to principal. The principal told us to REMOVE SHOES AND WALK BARE FOOT ON GROUND. Then too I and my friend didn’t felt slightest anguish and after Twenty minutes we had put our shoes again and were walking in corridor.

Suddenly from nowhere our principle came there and in a bit disappointed tone said – Now you wait and see what I do.

Now we were really horrified with the warning and butterflies were flying thinking about the consequences of our misbehaviour. After recess she announced in assembly

Two boys (Sankalp and my friend’s name) are in need of a pair of canvas shoes. But sadly they are not able to afford it. So kindly collect Rs1 from each student and submit the collection at reception. We should always help the needful so I hope generous contribution from each class.
That’s it. All eyeballs were focused on us as if a criminal is caught. After a few days of continuous news highlights on us we got new canvas shoes for free and many students just put back their old canvas shoes on the boundary of school as a decoration pieces(those with new ones couldn’t be a part of it though).