Author – A concerned citizen
I heard this story and had to share the sad case.
Sam and I both had a pair of shoes removed from the change room today. They were set on the shoe racks in the same place the entire hitch and are routinely swapped out with our work boots each day. I checked with Manny and he said the attendant for the change room did not see them, and after checking all the waste disposal cans in the change room and outside the accommodation door they were still not found. I was told to report this to you. Perhaps this could be brought up in all the pre-tours to see if someone knows where they are.
Canvas style shoes- tan
Navy Blue Crocs
Author – DrunkedIdiot101
Hahaha this thread is hilarious but maybe venting will help me out a little…
So i went out drinking with my boys, long story short I leave my boys house in an uber, wearing my shoes i get dropped off in the wrong location at 3am totally blacked out wearing my sweet adidas trainers, come to 8 am and i regain consciousness walking down the streets, i realize no shoes, no phone, no keys. Fast forward a lot of bullshit only for me to just now relocate the same pair online, but guess what. Dumbass me had no clue that they were the Day One editions and that they are now going for just shy of $300 I have no clue how they ended up on the sale rack at undefeated when i first purchased them but those guys were fucking up. So yeah i had the come up of a lifetime just to have them stolen off my drunken stupid feet.
Don’t Drink Alcohol
Just Don’t do it
Author – Jonathan
Three months ago my Aunt took me to one of those Goodwill stores where you have to search bins in order to find clothes and matching pairs of shoes. People digging like crazy to find what they want. On that day she was looking for some shirts and heels for herself. I was interested how fast some of those people were moving. I decided to go back another day and play around teasing these people.
I went in wearing a sweet new $70 pair of purple lowtop Air Force 1s I bought two weeks prior.
First I had to find a pair of shoes and the only thing I found in my size was a trashed pair of Phat Farm shoes.
I don’t even think they make those anymore. I proceeded to put them on and I placed one of my AF1s in my cart and the other in a bin. I placed a few shoes on top and I waited to see how long it would take someone to find it. I walked around for a bit in these broken shoes all the while keeping an eye on that bin. With anywhere from 3 to 8 people at the bin I didn’t realized it was picked up until I saw it in this young guys hand. He was looking in all the bins to find the other shoe. I could tell he was looking hard but after 15 minutes he put it down and gave up. A minute later a woman came by, picked it up and started searching for the other half. Was it for her husband? Boyfriend? Son? I will never know because she placed it down after five minutes. This tall guy who looked to be in his 30s and was dressed as a construction worker picked it up. I was surprised how popular it was. But since all the shoes were trashed at that store and here is a new pair I shouldn’t have been that surprised. Anyway back to this guy. He picked it up to check the size. He turned it upside down to check the sole.. After closer inspection I could tell he had just gotten off work as his clothes were dirty. Im thinking to myself for him to not try on my shoe. Alas it failed as he took off his construction boot to reveal a dirty socked foot with a large hole in it. He untied the laces and slipped it on his foot. He tied it back up and walked around for a moment. He must of liked them because he took it off and placed it in his cart. Tying his boot back up I just kept thinking how stained my shoe probably was now. This guy really wanted to find the other half and he spent 30 minutes looking through all the bins. He gave up during a busy time and he just left his cart in the middle of the aisle. Guess he stormed off frustrated. However the store became really busy and by the time I got to that cart my shoe was picked up by someone else. I started panicking running all around the store looking for it. My mind was so focused on the shoe I lost I completely forgot about the other shoe in my cart which I had left behind when I ran around the store. When I found my cart my other shoe was gone. I figured a purple pair of Nikes couldn’t be hard to find. I started looking in people’s carts and hands. I searched for 20 minutes with no sign of them. I was in despair, me and my stupid ideas when at the front after check out I noticed this 20 something year old Latino boy and his girlfriend bag shirts, pants, and my Nikes. What do I do now I was thinking as they left the store. Neverminding the fact I was wearing a crap pair of Phat farms I ran out of the store. I followed them to their car and while the girlfriend was placing the bags in the trunk this little crap was putting on my new AF1s in the driver’s seat. In his conversation with his girlfriend he was saying what a find these were and that he never thought he would find such luck there. I have had enough and approached them. I said that I overhead about his good find there and that I never find anything. I showed him my falling apart Phat farms and asked if I could buy those from him for double what he paid. That little crap said no because he likes them so much and that I might have better luck next time finding a pair. Both of them got in their car and drove off in my $70 kicks that I would never see again. Fun experiment failed big time. Still have those junk shoes too :-(. THE END
Author – Zet
The town next to ours opened a new indoor skate park so Logan and I decided to go on Sunday to try it out.
We were dropped off as the park opened there was around 60 skaters in line to go in.We finally got in and began to skate Logan First thing to do was a Hospital Flip and his right shoe flew off and went out of sight as he hit the ground. Logan got up and went to find his shoe and it was gone some other skater thought it would be funny to take it. Logan looked and looked for his shoe and finally walked over to me wearing a black DC on his left foot and a white no shoe, sock on his right foot Logan was so mad He said someone stole my $#@&*$$ shoe. I told him nobody would do that we would go look we headed back to the area he was in and sure enough, it was no where to be found We then went to the lost and found and checked all the trash cans. After about an hour Logan was so mad he just wanted to go home but are ride was still 4 hours away. After about an hour Logan started to skate again, but was in such a bad mood it wasn’t much fun. Our ride finally came and we got home Logan just got out of the car and walked home never saying a word.
The next morning when I walked into first period and set down at my desk Logan was already in class in the front of the room behind a podium getting ready for us to present our project I thought.The teacher called role and told use we were first to do are presentation. I walked up front and we started as I looked behind the podium and Logan was standing there Missing his right shoe with just his sock after class was over I ask Logan why he was still wearing one shoe Logan said he got in so much trouble when he got home his step mom said he could find his shoe or do without till his dad got home in two weeks He only had the one pair.I ask him what he was going to do He just looked at me and said I don’t know guess wear one. Logan went everywhere wearing one shoe for the two weeks.
I think by the time his dad got home he had began to like missing his shoe. Logan said he kind of did not want it back.
Author – John
I’m in class last week and I’m wearing timberlands . I don’t usually like to wear boots to school but I didn’t care today and because it was a lazy day and my boots are ragged and used for work. There dirty Inside and out and make my socks really dirty and smelly. the laces are barely tied on one boot because my buddy’s dog tore my boot off my foot and chewed on the lace on another occasion. That’s whole other story in itself. I sit in the back row and there’s a boy in the front who i think likes feet just as much as I do. I didn’t have much of a clue of that then but I was relaxing and stretching my feet out . He always teases me and jokes that someday I’ll lose my boot if it’s not tied on tight. I didn’t really think much of it and I knew he wouldn’t try anything during class. Well on this day I had forgot I had owed him some money from the day before and he felt obligated when the teacher wasnt looking; to reach back and grip my boot heal while still acting like he was working on his assignment. I knew he got a kick out of this and some of the other classmates just giggled and stared at his antics . I was completely caught off guard and it was getting more embarrassing by the moment. If I told the teacher we would probably both get in trouble for disrupting the class . He knew I owed him but I couldn’t believe he was really trying to pay him self with my boot .. I didn’t find this amusing. Lucky for him he was tugging on the heal of the boot with the torn lace. My foot was practically wet from sweat because of how thin my socks were, my boot felt like it was sliding off like butter. It was a fight to keep it on. He knew what he wanted and he wasn’t giving it up . He had a smile on his face and I was just embarrassed. People were giggling still and the teacher looked around the room and was curious about the small commotion she heard. After not seeing anything of interest it got quiet and she went back to her work. He was still tugging on my boot and I was resisting but all the while my foot was coming out of the boot more and more . I finally pushed up on the boot and got my foot wedged in there a bit better and he saw that and reached around quietly and began to fully unlace my boot . At that point he tugged very lightly and the boot slid off into his hand. I immediately retracted my socked foot and hid it behind my other booted foot. My boots were ragged and worn so the smell from the other boot coming off was in the air . I knew he was getting a kick out of this. I could tell the other students were eyeing my feet up and it was embarrassing showing off my white socked sole. I noticed he kept the boot in his desk and acted like not much happened. He knew we had to present this day and he wanted to see me up at the class room in one boot and a socked foot. I had no choice but go up and present in my shoeless state. It was humiliating and the teacher didn’t know what to say . Not to mention they could probably smell my foot funk. When I got back to my desk I noticed my boot was wedged in his desk anymore. My heart dropped because I had a feeling I wasn’t going to get my boot back now . He told me at the end of class he was keeping it as a souviner untill I payed him his money and even then he still might keep it at interest. I Could not believe this .
Author – Leon
Some years ago I was travelling with a school friend by train to a walk in a country park some way out of town. Being bored with the journey we started to play around mock fighting. At one point I was laying on the seat keeping my friend at bay with my feet. He suddenly grabbed my foot and pulled my shoe off. He held it out of the window balanced on his finger just as the train went over a set of points and lurched violently. My shoe slipped off his finger and fell onto the track. I had to spend the rest of the day with only a right shoe, which my friend found very amusing. I, of course, found it very exciting and got quite aroused being looked at by people. I got a telling off when I got home but I just wanted to do it again just for the thrill!
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At a birthdayparty the birthday-girl kept a no-shoe-rule in her house. Even now she invited lots of people. Everybody sticked to the rule inside the house. She lived in a tiny apartment, and there was no smoking inside, so people came and left all the time. Still people coming back inside still took their shoes off. Then when it got later and most people were at home already, some guy wanted a smoke but couldn’t find his shoes. Funny thing was that all the shoes at the door had disappeared. Even the ones belonging to the birthday-girl.
First we thought nothing of it, just a prank. We started searching but our shoes weren’t inside the house. We then went outside (in socks) to look if they would be there, but again nothing. Still we were almost sure it was some form of a prank, but as a couple had to leave to catch their last bus, their shoes didn’t come back at all. When they both left (without shoes) the rest of us realized our shoes were lost. Poor birthday-girl lost a small fortune in shoes, the rest of us only one pair each. I still have no clue on where our shoes went, or who took them. I do know we all went home without our shoes.