Boat trip

Author – David

I went on a coach trip to Amsterdam with a couple of friends. It was an overnight journey there, and back, and we were there for three days. We did most of the things that visitors do in Amsterdam and had a good time. The last afternoon we probably had a bit more to drink than was good for us and decided to go on an early evening boat trip round the canals. All very interesting. We got back just as it was getting dark. Getting off the boat I stumbled and my right loafer came off and before I could do anything one of my friends kicked it over the side. It floated for a bit, but before I could try to retrieve it it sank. We only had about twenty minutes to get to the bus station to get the coach home so there was no time to try to get some new shoes although some shops were still open. With a lot of teasing from my friends I came all the way back to London wearing one black loafer and a blue sock.  The most embarrassing (exciting!) part was at the French customs. We all had to get out and go through the customs hall and have our bags scanned. I walked through in my socks carrying my shoe. One of the customs officials looked at my feet and said “No shoes mister?” I showed him my one shoe and told him that I had lost the other one. He took the shoe from me and passed it through the scanner, then reluctantly gave it back to me. I put it on and went back to the coach. My problem wasn’t over. I then had to do the same for the English customs, and when the coach arrived in London I had to get a train home. A lot of people noticed that one foot didn’t have a shoe; some were amused and as I got on the train one man said “You’ve lost you shoe” and people looked at my odd feet. It was all very exciting! I have only just discovered your site and find it very interesting.

School day in sheer socks

Author – Teddy

I had the most embarrassing day of class yesterday. I don’t dress for school in anything out of the ordinary but I make it a point to wear a button down shirt, jeans and loafers. Usually my loafers aren’t tied and haven’t been tied in a long time due to my laces being so worn, so they are loose worn leather slip ons practically. A lot of the boys.. and girls tease me by grabbing for my shoes during class. They think if they can tear one or both of my shoes off and leave me in my socks the whole class. One day one of the boys snatched one of my loafers and hid it all day. He said he lost it but then he gave it back to me at the end of the day . Really humiliating. But on this particular day I was wearing very sheer thin white socks under my loafers. I really shouldn’t of been wearing them if I didn’t want to be embarrassed because they were so sheer you could see my toe nails through the socks. Well on this day in class I had forgotten spare paper and my pencil at home and I had to ask the teacher for some because none of my classmates wanted to help me. The teacher never gives out things for free and he always wants you to trade him something in exchange while you use his pencils. we were taking a quiz today and I had no choice but to get his pencil and paper or fail the quiz. He quickly asked me if I had anything to trade him like a phone or a watch or something of value. After telling him I didn’t his eyes trailed down to my loafers. He practically smiled when he saw the loose leather smelly shoes on my feet . He said “why don’t you slip out of your shoes and hand those over as collateral” . If I didn’t know better he probably had a thing for shoes or boys in there socks. He practically lifted me out of my shoes. I couldn’t believe this because this was the complete wrong day to wear sheer stockings under my loafers. Now I would be showing them off to all the girls and guys in the classroom. I panicked and got red in the face. The teacher urged i give him my shoes. He said “no worries right? Those shoes are so loose they practically look like they are falling off your feet every time you take a step.” I quickly used one foot to step on the back of my opposite loafer, sliding my stocking foot out of my loose shoe. He was taken back when he say the sheer stockings I was wearing. I began to blush harder as the loafer came off my foot. He smiled at my sheer stockings. You could see my toes through the socks. It was very embarrassing. The teacher bent down and picked up both of my shoes. He told me to get on back to my seats. He took my shoes back to his desk and put them in a drawer and locked it with one of his keys. I couldn’t believe he just took my shoes and confiscated them for the rest of the class. Getting back to my seat all the girls laughed at my white stockings. They called me lily white foot and told me they could see my toes. They giggled and I knew they were cracking jokes. The guys didn’t even pay me attention because they were so taken back I was wearing such thin sheer socks. I was humiliated but for some reason very excited at the same time. I went the whole class in my socks and by the end of the class the bottoms of my socks were filthy from just being restless at my desk and brushing my socked feet across the floor. When I went to trade in the pencil and paper for my shoes back the teacher informed he actually misplaced his keys when he left the room a few minutes earlier. He said he was looking for them still. Now I had to walk through the halls to my next class infront of everyone in the school in stocking feet. I couldn’t be late to my next class and the teacher told me he would bring me my loafers to my next class directly , when he found his keys . I had no choice and I just went. it wasn’t untill almost 45 minutes later after being in my next class and everyone including the teacher just staring at my socked feet, that my precious professor finally came with my loafers. I quickly stuck my socked feet in them at the speed of light haha. It was a very tough day but very exciting 🙂

College boy looses shoe 

Author – Leon

I was visiting an historic warship in Portsmouth, UK, when a party of college boys came aboard. A bit later I was on the docking brings and two boys were there. I heard one say to the other “you can just see it in the water”.  Thinking that he had seen some kind of wildlife I asked what you could see in the water. ” The boy’s shoe” he said. Then he told me that as they came aboard one of the boys tripped and he lost his shoe.  Another boy picked it up and pretended to throw it overboard. Unfortunately the shoe slipped out of his hand and ended up in the water. I immediately went to find the boy with one shoe, my heart beating fast! I got to the main deck in time to see two boys changing shoes with only three shoes between them. The teacher in charge had made the boy who threw is friends shoe in the water give his shoes to his friend and send the rest of the day with one shoe. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he walked round the ship in his black trousers, white socks and one black lace up shoe. I tried to imagine him walking around town all day with one shoe. I got so inspired that later that afternoon I let my right loafer fall into the harbour from the ferry boat, and had to go and eat then go home on the train without a right shoe. I was very excited!!! 

Joining my sorority

Author – Debbie

When I first joined my sorority in college, the older sisters would teach you how to play poker.  The only catch was that the pledges had to take a shot each time they lost.  Of course this lead to all of the pledges usually losing all of their money to begin with.  Then we were required to bet clothes, shoes, and whatever our sisters wanted from us.  

I remember betting and losing my new white canvas Keds.  The other pledges also lost their sneakers.  We left barefooted and broke.  Nikki was particularly unlucky and lost ALL of her shoes and clothes.  After the game, the winning sisters emptied Nikki’s closet!  But Nikki had the last laugh as her sneakers spread athlete’s foot throughout the sisters.  lol. 

Overboard

Author – Kevin

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

Lost both my shoes

Author – Melissa

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

Shoesell

Author – Alex

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