Author – the girl with one shoe
Me and my friends Caroline and Rachel are going to Tilt today. We are all in 10th grade. I got up, got dressed, got in my car and drove to Tilt. My friends were there waiting for me. I was a few minutes late and said sorry for being late. They said it’s fine and we walked in. We got are cards and started playing some games. That day I was wearing a red hoodie. Blue skinny jeans and high top grey converses. After a few games we then decided to play laser tag. As we walked in my friend Rachel says whoever loses has to give up their shoe for the whole week. We all said ok and started playing. After a few rounds I ended up losing. After we walked out of laser tag Rachel looked at me and said well, give us your shoe. I said no, please it’s a stupid bet but Rachel said a bets a bet. I said fine and bent down and untied my right converse and slipped it of revealing my purple ankle sock. I then handed my shoe to Rachel and she then put it in her bag from tilt and said you will see your shoe again in a week. Then she left along with Caroline leaving me in one shoe. I did not want to hop to cause to much attention to myself so I just walked like normal even though my was missing my right shoe. When I got to my car I looked at the bottom of my sock and it was already dirty. I then got in my car and drove home. The next day I had school and realized I have to go to school missing a shoe. After I got dressed I put on my left converse and looked down at my socked foot. Then I drove to school. When I got there everyone took notice as soon as I walked in the building. And to make matters worse my sock was bright yellow. I found Caroline and Rachel and said can I please have my shoe back. They said no, you agreed to the bet so you will get it back this Friday. I said fine and walked to class. In my first few classes everyone was asking me where my shoe was. I just told them I lost it in a bet. Halfway through the day my sock was really dirty with even a few hairs on the bottom. As the day went on my sock kept on getting dirty. Then finally the end of the day rolled around and I went home. When I got home my sock was almost back from dirt and full of hairs. I don’t know how I am going to survive this week at this rate.
Author – Skydiver
Last October I went to one of the beautiful islands here in the Netherlands to work in a paracenter and do a few sky dives. It is a great thrill and release to jump out of an aeroplane and I love the feeling of free fall you get for a few seconds. I own some black Nike Janoskis, size EU43, which I had had for more than 2 years. They were a little too big for me and felt really comfortable.
There was a time slot available to jump this Tuesday, so I put on my diving equipment and got on the plane. When we were above the dropping zone, I knew what to do and got ready to jump. When we got permission, I jumped out the door and immediately felt my left shoe slide off my foot. I could see it fly below me and tried to dive after it, but it was gone. I could not see it at the landing site, but I suspect it landed somewhere in the dunes.
When we landed, I was really disappointed. The Nikes were the only pair I had brought to the island and they were my favorite shoes. I had to spend the rest of the day in one shoe, but I was able to borrow a pair of shoes from a friend that night.
The next time I should definitely tie my shoelaces, because they were not very tight this time. I kept the other shoe as a souvenir 🙂
Author – Benj
So, I just found this site. I was searching for the things that led me here because it looks like I’m kind of stuck missing a shoe for a while and I’m not really sure how to handle it.
I was taking the train to work this morning, but it was the first time I’d ever tried to use the subway during morning rush hour and I didn’t realize how busy it would be. Someone stepped on the back of my shoe, just a Nike Flex-Contour sneaker, and it fell off. I got off the train to get it back but I couldn’t see it anywhere; I thought it had fallen all the way down onto the track. I decided to wait and try to get it back somehow after the train left, but when it did my shoe was still nowhere to be found. I couldn’t be late to work, so I just bit the bullet and took a cab.
Work was humiliating all day. A few customers even asked what happened, but most just gave me a pity look. Thankfully my coworker gave me a lift home so I wouldn’t have to take the subway wearing one shoe, but it’s only now that I’m home that I realized how much trouble I’m in.
I just recently moved to a big city (I won’t say which, but a really big city) to start my first semester at a new university. I have no family here and they don’t have a lot of money, but this school offered me a scholarship for tuition and housing in the dorms so I pretty much had to come. I only brought what I could easily pack, so I only brought one casual pair of everyday shoes. So now I only have this one shoe in my dorm. I have no flip flops or slippers or dress shoes yet. I do have a job at a (insert brand here) coffee shop, but since I just started it will be a few weeks before I get my first paycheck, which I need because that stupid cab I took to work depleted me. I could tell my family, but I just moved here and I don’t want to tell them I screwed up already.
Anyway, there’s nothing I can do about it right now, so I better get ready to go back to work tomorrow with only one shoe. I hate that my shoe is black with a white sole, so no matter what color sock I wear it will be obvious.
Author – Leon
When I was 14 My brother and I entered a ‘fancy dress’ competition which was organised as part of our towns celebrations of getting it’s charter in the middle ages. I was dressing as a safari white hunter. I had borrowed a wide brimmed hat and had painted a band of cloth to look like leopard skin and put it around the hat. I had a sand coloured safari jacket and shorts and knee length white socks, but I was stumped for shoes. I only had sandals and my old scruffy school shoes. After asking around I borrowed a pair of heavy dark brown brogues. The snag was that they were much too big. I put paper in the toes, but they were still difficult to walk in.
The day of the parade of entrants came and we all assembled. There were about forty entrants and we all had to parade round the local sports field. As most of the entrants were youngsters we were very well controlled by the stewards. As we were walking round the field I was having difficulty keeping the shoes on and when a girl behind me stepped on mt heel I just walked out of my shoe. In panic I tried to stop and retrieve it but a steward told me to get back in line and carry on! I wasn’t happy but I did walk on when the steward said he would get my shoe for me. I didn’t see him again! We were lined up and the judges examined us and asked us questions about our choice of costume. When they got to me one asked what was the significance of the one shoe, and I had to tell him that I had lost it. I went bright red and I felt something moving down below. I was awarded second prize and had to go up onto the improvised stage to collect my prize. I felt so embarrassed walking up onto the stage with one shoe missing in front of hundreds of people. When I came down I realised that I had a significant bulge in my shorts, which my brother found very amusing!!
After that I just wanted to lose a shoe again; it felt so exciting. And that is what started me on my shoe losing career, which is on-going.
Author – Jman
James was on his way to interview for a job at one of the most prestigious computer firms in the city. There were several applicants that wanted the few positions that were being offered. James arrived at the CEO’s office and sat in the waiting room with the other applicants. One by one each was called in for his interview. As the interviews went on and James waited for his turn to go in, he noticed that the applicants went into the office wearing shoes but came out in their stocking feet. A few left the office wearing shoes and left the building but most were in their socks and sat back down in the waiting room in their shoeless feet.
It was finally James turn to be interviewed. As he walked into the room, he noticed two tables with pairs of shoes on them. James was told to sit down and take off his shoes and put them on the interviewer’s desk. James asked why he had to do this. The boss said that he liked to interview people with their shoes off because it makes them more relaxed and they speak more honestly and he gets a better picture of their true selves. James figured that made sense so he took off his black dress shoes and placed them on the desk.
The boss then said to James, “After you are finished with the interview, you will be asked to place your shoes on one of these two tables. On table contains the shoes of those who have been hired and the other table contains the shoes of those who will not be hired. Only I know which is which. After I have done all the interviews, the table containing the shoes of those who have not been hired will be cleared and the shoes on it will be thrown away. I will then call everyone in to the office and those who have been hired will come in and retrieve their shoes.” James replied, “So those who are not hired will lose their shoes?” “Correct,” the boss said, “We have so many applicants that are clearly not qualified or do not interview seriously because they really do not want a job but have to apply for one to meet requirements. Therefore anyone who is serious about working hear and confident in his qualifications and abilities is willing to risk losing his shoes If you want to withdraw your application, you can put your shoes on and leave. Otherwise we will begin the interview.”
James then did the interview in his solid black socks. He was then told to place his shoes on the appropriate table. James then returned to the waiting room and joined the other sock footed applicants. After everyone was interviewed, the boss called everyone into his office. One table still had shoes on it and the other had been cleared of shoes. The boss said to all the applicants, “If your shoes are on this table, you have been hired. You may pick up your shoes and show them to the personal manager and you will get your offices and assignments. Those of you who have not been hired. Your shoes have been thrown away and you will not get them back.” James shoes were among the shoes thrown away.
The new hires then started their jobs while those not hired left the building in their socks.
Author – Andrew86
Today me and a friend of mine decided to go for a walk on a little mount near home, we thought that some activity would be good for us after eating a lot during the Christmas days. It was a beautiful day, quite warm considering the wintertime. Going up to the top of the mount on the ground there were several leaves fallen during autumn, a little damp due to the dew and the rain that has fallen in recent days. At a certain point, the path became narrow and on the right there was a steep slope. In fact, there was a protective barrier along the path. Since the path was narrow, I walked ahead and my friend followed behind me. Suddenly my friend accidentally steps on my right foot and I lose my grey vans, exposing my black and grey striped sock. As if that was not enough, my friend hit my shoe and, not even having the time to react, the shoe flew down the cliff. My friend started laughing but it wasn’t a very funny situation for me. Retrieving the shoe was impossible! He found it amusing and he also took a couple of photo. Unfortunately, the way to go home was still so long, nearly an hour of walking. I had to walk with only one shoe and a sock that got completely wet along the way. Luckily there were not many people on the path, we only met a couple of tourists who looked curiously at my poor dirty sock.
Author – Lucylex
I went to a concert the other night and needless to say it was packed because of the holidays. I had to travel into the city and I rode the metro in. I was playing with my loose loafers the whole ride there. They slip on and off so easily and it’s tempting just to rest my feet out of my shoes sometimes. I made it into the city and made it to the venue where the show was and the place was filled from back to front. I made my way in and realized I was going to be struggling to move around in such a place and I was getting afraid someone might step on the back off my shoes or I would do that to someone else. I slowly fit myself into a nice area semi up front and watched as the show started. It was a rock show and people were starting to get roudy. People were bumping me and I was losing my balance and getting pushed around, not to mention the floors were sooo sticky every step I took it felt like I was stepping out of my shoes. It got so uncomfortable I was just going to make my way back to the bar when I got pushed and fully lost my balance stepping into a couple other people. I felt someone step on my left heel and my socked foot popped out of my shoe. I caught my balance but the flow of people pushed me towards the back of the venue and I slowly made it toward the bar. I realized I had lost my loafer in the scuffle and didn’t see it anywhere!! I scanned the floor as best I could but it was pitch black practically and I had been pushed to the back. My exposed white sock was getting Dirty and damp from the sticky venue floor and i was freaking out now that I couldn’t find my other shoe. I didn’t want to look anyone in the face but I could feel some stares coming from people walking by. I gave up trying to find my loafer and made my way to the bathroom area. Some girls made remarks about my Cinderella state and I could tel they were wondering what happened to my shoe saying things like “uh oh looks like someone got there shoe snagged” and laughing. I was ready to leave but I had taken the metro and it was going to be a long ride home with an exposed stocking foot.