Taxi hell

Author – Shoeless guy

It had been a long day in the office in central London when me and two of my work colleagues, Mike and Nick decided to have a few beers before getting the tube home. The bar was quiet at first as we sat
there in our shirt and ties and dark grey suits with black lace up shoes except Mike who was wearing dark tan brogues. One pint lead to another until the cash ran out and we’d tried using contactless but
the barman said the machines where down. At this point it was decided to grab a cab, we all lived in the same block of flats in a town south of London so one cab was easier than the tube in our inebriated state.

We flagged down a black cab and jumped in. Traffic was heavy and after half an hour we hadn’t travelled far, so we decided to get out and use the tube. Mike asked the cab driver to pull over and asked to pay using contact less. “Sorry guys” said the driver “machine is down, cash only I’m afraid”.
“We have no cash” explained Mike “Can you find an ATM machine”. The driver continued passing loads of ATM’s on our original route obviously wanting to take us home. After an hour the traffic got lighter
and the fare got larger as he pulled over to a bank. Mike got out and tried several machines with no luck, he jumped back in and as the door closed the locks where activated. I’ll need collateral against payment before continuing explained the driver. “Like what?” asked Nick. “Jewellery, watches or phone” said the driver. In an arrogant manner Nick told the driver that these items are far too expensive to pay a dismal taxi fare. This enraged the driver into thinking we where arrogant overpaid ‘suits’. “You’re not leaving this cab until I’m paid” said the driver. I asked if we could try a supermarket and buy something to get
‘cashback’ at the checkout, we also needed the toilet too. The driver deliberately took some very long routes and eventually arrived at a supermarket on the outskirts of the city. He again asked for collateral,
Nick refused again, the driver, now annoyed said to Nick “To stop you doing a runner after getting out of my taxi, give me your shoes, it’s the only way your getting out”.

“What the..” said Nick. “SHOES!!! now”
shouted the driver. Nick reluctantly undid his laces and removed his shoes revealing his black socks, he just managed to squeeze his shoes through the money hatch in the cabs partition. The driver looked at
them and threw them in the front passenger footwell. “Not enough” said the driver, he looked at me and said “Take off your shoes too” I looked down at my feet,
“hurry up and give me your shoes posh
boy” he said. I undid my laces and took off my shoes and passed them through the hatch that Nick’s shoes went. The driver stared at my shoes and threw them next to Nick’s. “Hey be careful with my shoes
you pratt” I said. The driver just glared at me as I sat helpless in my socks. Mike shouted at the driver “Can we get out now for crying out loud, I need a piss”
“Not until you give me your shoes too” said the driver. Mike stared at mine and Nick’s shoeless feet and realised he too was going to be in his socks before leaving the taxi. He undid his laces, slipped off his tan brogues and proceeded to place his shoes through the hatch reluctantly handing them to the driver. “Nice expensive shoes” as he threw them next to ours. We sat in our suits and socks awaiting our release.

The doors unlocked and we headed into the supermarket shoeless. Customers stared as we looked for the toilet, who wouldn’t stare at three men in suits padding around the shopfloor in their socks. After the toilet we headed for the drinks section, if we each bought water we could get cash back to pay the taxi fare and get our shoes back. I scanned my water at the self service till to avoid standing with embarrassment In my socks in the normal queue. I could feel the blood drain when my debit card was
not accepted, the shop assistant came over and said ‘Sorry sir, there is a bank failure nationwide and no card transactions are being authorised “. Nick and Mike quickly realised too, we headed back outside hoping the taxi was still there, it was, we said nothing to the driver until we got back in the cab. Nick arrogantly asked for his shoes, “Have you got the taxi fare” asked the driver. “Yes” said Nick.

The driver said he would pull over soon and hand back our shoes. It seemed like the journey took longer than necessary, we where like mobile prisoners locked in the vehicle without shoes to prevent us fleeing if we where to escape our confinement. He eventually pulled over below an overpass where a group of homeless people where sheltering on the opposite side of the road and asked for payment, we looked at
each other, stared at our socked feet and Mike said ‘I am really sorry but we still haven’t got the cash”.

The driver began picking up our shoes from the footwell when Nick’s arrogance resurfaced “Give us our bloody shoes now and release us” “I was going to do just that you arrogant lying piece of shit, when you went into the supermarket I heard on the radio about the bank payment fault and took pity until you lied” said the driver. “Now I want a watch or jewellery to pay this high taxi fare and then I will release you and your shoes”. Mike was wearing an inexpensive watch but still cost more than the fare, he handed it through the same hatch that our shoes disappeared through. “Give us back our shoes and take us home” said Nick. “Your arrogance is unbelievable” said the driver. “First you want releasing then taking home, make up your mind you shit, those people sheltering over there have more respect than you’ll ever have” he said. The driver picked up Nick’s shoes “I’ll keep my promise, I’ll release your shoes then you” The driver opened the front passenger door window looked at Nick’s shoes then threw them out the window landing on the ground beside the cab. Nick demanded to be let out to retrieve his shoes. “All in good time you shit” said the driver he then picked up my black shoes, smiled and threw them out the window. “You bastard” I shouted trapped sitting there in my socks. He finally picked up Mike’s tan brogues “These are lovely expensive shoes, do you think the homeless people will appreciate them more than you” he threw them out the window too. “I promised I’d release your shoes now to release you three from my cab”

He pulled away, with us still in the cab and at the same time sounding his horn to alert the homeless guys of our pile of shoes. One hundred yards up the street he stopped the
taxi and released us from our confinement (as promised) and we legged back down the street in our suits and socks. It was a race against time, the homeless versus the shoeless, who would get to our shoes first?

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Shoes stolen by stranger

Author – Steve Stone

I post shoeplay videos at youtube for some time.

YouTube video

Last week an fan of my video came to cologne to see it live. I sit on a wall and took a rest. I posted where I am. Because the day was realy hard, I nearly fall alseep wainting, when I suddenly feel someone touching my shoes and although I tried to avoid it, I felt my shoes being pulled of my feet. First the right, then the left shoe.

Within seconds my feet were exposed and was sitting on the wall in my socks. The guy took my shoes, put them into a bag and walked away. I still was in shock ..left behind in my thin blue socks. He even filmed it and send the video to me to make the humilation complete..

I had to pass a lot of people walking without shoes on my way back…

shoelost@yahoo.com- contact me if you want to steal my shoes as well or if you want more details.

One shoe at the movies

Author – Evan

Yesterday I was hanging out with one of my friends. We decided to go see Incredibles 2 together. I sat at the end of one row while he sat in an adjacent seat in the row in front of me. I kept propping my feet up on the seat in front of me on and off throughout the movie. By the time the movie was over, my friend got up and as he walked past the seat my feet were on, he grabbed my left shoe and quickly bolted out of the theater with it. I wouldve went after him immediately, but there was a good amount of people in front of me so it took awhile. I was one of the last people to leave the theater when I bumped into an usher who looked down and saw I was missing a shoe. “Lost your shoe there bud?” I just told him sorta and ran off to catch up with my friend. By the time I got outside, my friend was backing up his car and shouted out of his window, “See ya tomorrow.” He was waving my shoe at me before throwing back into his car and driving off. Had to walk back home in one shoe and my white sock.

Lost to a roof

Author – Shoelossfan

My story starts off back when I was in middle school about 8 or so years ago, It was the middle of summer vacation while I was living in Colorado springs at the time and one of my favorite things to do was hang out at the local elementary school park (as the school itself had about 3 playgrounds since it was attached to a rather large park) Anyway I was at the playground of the far side of the park from where I normally entered, swinging on the playground swings since I always loved to do that when I was little. My shoes at the time were some kind of black sneaker but It’s hard to remember the brand since back then I went through shoes like crazy, I was wearing them loose since I like of liked to kick off my shoes while I was on the swings from time to time and see how far they would go.

While swinging there I noticed a group of 3-4 middle schoolers about a grade above me (I was about the enter the 7th grade) rounded around the corner of the school, and I don’t really know what was going through their heads, but I was all on my lonesome and they figured they were going to have a little bit of fun with me. Myself being a bit stupid looking back at it now waved over and greeted them since I really had no friends near my age range. (I have some autism though it’s not that severe and this is around the time my shoe loss fetish was starting to form, leading to a lot of awkward moments.) I fixed my shoes as I looked the trio over since I have made a few enemy’s in the area because I would try to steal shoes from time to time.

There were I think two girls and a guy in their little group I think and the guy greeted me as well while the girls sat on the swings that flanked me, of course being the teenage I was I couldn’t really look away from their choice in shoes, which I think they were both wearing sneakers of some branding. They asked me if I wanted to hang out with them which of course I figured It wouldn’t hurt, so we chatted about a few things walked around the playground area and on the equipment.

After a few minutes I was sitting on top of this electrical thing that was on the pavement between the playground and school (no idea what it was used for), and they wanted to go onto the school roof to continue the chat. Now before you ask there was a way to get up there since the main electrical transformer and such for the school was right against the wall, it was somewhat easy to get on top of (there wasn’t any exposed wires or such.) however I was a bit of a coward and didn’t want to follow them up there. So one of the girls got the bright idea that I needed some motivation to go up there, while her two friends went up ahead of her, she then out of the blue took one of my sneakers off and tossed it up onto the school roof, Telling me that “If you want your shoe back then come on up with us, besides it’s fun.”
She then went up to the school roof to join her friends leaving me standing at the school wall without my shoe, I was wearing those cheap Hanes socks that have grey on the toes and heel while the rest was white. For a few minutes I couldn’t believe what had happened to me, but at the time I was worried about being caught and was a lot a bit paranoid about what would happen if I was caught on the school roof. I shouted up to them asking for my shoe back but they just said in something of a teasing tone. “If you want it back then come up here!”

At that point I just knew that my shoe was gone for good so I started to make my way out of the park with one shoe and one sock, A bit upset and worried since those were my only shoes at the time. Luckily when I got home no one else was home so it was easy to sneak into my room but I never saw that shoe again and for a few days I had to go around with only one until my parents could afford to get me some new shoes.

Roofed shoes

Author – Sockedboy

Few days ago some guys from school and me were messing around in the field after school. At some point a few sat down at a picknick table. A few minutes later I went there too and sat down on the table. We were having some fun and then one of them started pushing the other one. I got a push too and fell on my back on the table. My feet came up because of that and this guy who was standing there caught one of my feet and started pulling. He wanted to pull me off the table but I grabbed the edges so he could not get me off. Then another guy grabbed my other foot and he started to untie the lace. I struggled and wiggled my foot but he kept on to it. The other guy then did the same and a moment later I was shoeless. They both ran away with my shoes and the others were just laughing. I shouted come back, please, but they kept on going. From a distant they turned around and they waved with my shoes and shouted, if you want them back, come and get them! At first I thought they will come back but they turned around again and walked on. Now I had to follow them so I jumped off the table in my red socks. The first few yards were not a problem because it was a grassfield but they kept on going and going into the streets and everything. After a while I nearly kept up with them and I could see they tied my shoes together. I asked them again to give my shoes back. They just laughed and threw my shoes to the guys that followed me. This went on a few times and then one of them said, let’s see how high they can really fly! I got the shivers because we were standing next to a high office building and I still got a long walk to get home. I said come on guys, you had your fun, give them back. They were laughing again and one of them threw my shoes high in the air. They landed back on the pavement and I wanted to grab them but another one got them first saying, let me try, I can get them higher. He threw them up in the air and I could see my shoes taking the turn to the roof. I got warm and cold at the same time and in a second my shoes disappeared on the roof. Everybody was laughing and I just stood there shoeless. After a little while some of them tried to climb up the roof but that was not possible. I now had to walk home for about 20 minutes. First I felt embarrassed but after some time it felt almost comfy to walk in socks on the streets…

Shoeless Flight

Author – Matt

I live in a town near the north east of Scotland, and there is a smallish airport that primarily serves domestic flights.
One day i had a flight to edinburgh for business. At security there was a group of teenage boys complete in gray blazers and caps, on a school trip to Edinburgh.the guy told them to take offf all their shoes and put their bags caps and shoes to be x-rayed. Their teacher told them to let me through first. I went through, wearing my shoes, and afterwards the guys start swiping me with some sort of wand. He found some mud on my shoes – probably full of pesticides or something, – and promptly told me that i can’t fly. There wre two people by security, and i was arguing wit them, with them consulting each other, and in the meantime all the boys are waiting unshod.
Eventually they tell me i can fly without my shoes, but i will have undergo a complete bdy check. they take me to a small cubicle, where i proceed to had them my clothes one by one. quite embarrasing.

At this stage it is getting late, they call to start boarding. Unsure what to do, the security tell the boys to proceed to the plane, they will bring their bags and shoes soon. I follow shortly after all walking first on the carpeted airport floor then on the tarmac without shoes.

I’m sitting near the front, and the plane seems to be getting ready for take off, while the boys are all worried about their stuff. At the last minute an outdoor lift brings up to the plane a trolley, piled on top of newspapers and drinks are school bags and at the side are all eleven pairs of schoolshoes – mine being the only ones missing.

The flight is short, and with a msall amount of turbuence, so when we arrive the trolley is wheeled off, the boys ollow in their socks – at least this time it is into a sleeve – and outside the plane collect their belonging and shoes. It was quite a sight, other passengers from other planes stopped to watch. Eventually we followed through, now i was left with a short time beofre an important meeeting to buy a pair of shoes. With no choice i left the airport unshod, before turnig round and going to the departures lounge where i was able to buy a pair of shoes.

I met the boys later on the flight back, and we had a little laugh over our shoeless flight earlier

Lost loafer in walmart

Author – lucy lex

I may have posted a story similar to this one in the past but it happens quite often when I go out to department stores. I went to Walmart to try on some shoes and play in my socks. I love slipping out of my shoes in the most embarrassing socks and leaving my loafers behind in a very visible place and coming back to them after walking the store to see if they are still where I left them. That particular day I was wearing very thin pink stocking socks. You could visibly see my sweet toes through them and it was a huge adrenaline rush just wandering around away from my shoes in just my shiny thin sheer pink socks. After a while of walking around away from the shoe section and getting all types of stares and comments, I decided to go back to my shoes. Luckily for me they were still in the same place. I wasn’t satisfied and decided to get a bit more daring. This time I put my shoes on and walked to a more busier part of the shoe section and slipped my loafers off in the busiest isle I could find. There was so much foot traffic my shoes were practically getting stepped on and ran over by carts from people coming and going. It was so thrilling seeing others just tear up my shoes because they were in the way. I stayed pretty close to my shoes for a few minutes and here 2 girls and there mother not to far from me just watching me. I’m pretty sure they saw me take my shoes off and I made a point to leave the isle with out my shoes to see what would happen. I went to the next isle over and listened carefully. They giggled and laughed about me just leaving my shoes behind in the middle of the isle and browsing in my stocking feet. I stopped listening and kept browsing a little while longer. I saw one of the girls and her mother leave the isle but the other stayed behind sitting on a bench where you would typically try on shoes. I went back to the isle where I left my shoes and realized only one of my loafers were still there!? I went over to it quickly and also realized the one that was there had been stripped of its laces. I frantically panicked and looked around the isle for my other shoe and laces. There was nothing to be found. Meanwhile the one girl who stayed behind was watching my frantic predicament and couldn’t help but giggling. I scoured that shoe section and never found my shoe. Walking around with my loose loafer making noise every time my socked heel popped out from taking steps. I finally asked the girl and she denied ever seeing my shoes. She said she had no idea what I was talking about and told me to ask customer service. I asked them and they said nothing was turned in… after searching for almost an hour and patting around in my thin socks, it was time for me to leave. At this point my socks had gotten filthy from the department store floors and I was just so shocked I had actually gotten my shoe stolen and had no leads on where it went. I waited in the parking lot after walking out and getting stared at by almost everyone who walked by me. A lot of girls who were employed by Walmart laughed at my socks to. I waited in the parking lot for the 2 girls and her mother to see if I could see any of them physically holding my shoe. When they finally came out I still didn’t see any of them with my shoe. They probably hid it in the store very well before they left. I went home shoe less than day..