Two Faced Theif

Author – Wantthemback

Last summer some friends and I decided to spend a weekend at an Airbnb in Barcelona. We planned the trip as cheap as possible, so we were light on luggage to avoid fees and ended up cramming as many people as we could in the apartment. I had never met some of these people before, but they seemed cool, so I didn’t mind. One of them, let’s call him Ben, even complimented my Nike Blazers, I thanked him and didn’t think anything of it at the time.

The trip was great and the food amazing, but on Saturday evening the heat was unbearable and my feet were hurting from walking all day, so some of us decided to go to the apartment early.

When I got there and took my sneakers off, my feet stunk from wearing them all day, so in order not to bother anyone I put them on the windowsill of the bathroom, hoping that the night air would freshen them by the next morning.

I was so tired that I fell asleep pretty much immediately, I didn’t even wake up when the rest of the group, which included Ben, arrived.

Our train back left early on Sunday, so we had to pack quickly to get there on time. I had all my stuff ready, but when I went to get my sneakers from the bathroom window they were missing. I was sure that I had left them there, and everyone remembered seeing them the night before. We searched all over the patio bellow and in the apartment but they were nowhere. We were running out of time, so eventually I assumed that they must have fallen down to the patio where someone grabbed them before we got there.

I called off the search and resigned myself to walk to the station in flip flops since I had nothing else to wear. But when Ben saw me, he offered me his spare Vans. He had packed two pairs of shoes and said he didn’t mind giving them to me, so I thanked him and put them on. His Vans were very worn and molded to his feet, but they fit me fine.

We got to the station just in time and left for home. During the train trip I had time to look closely at Ben’s Vans and was starting to enjoy wearing them. They didn’t make up for my lost Blazers, but I still liked them.

Back home, before everyone went their ways, I offered Ben his Vans back, but to my surprise he said I could keep them, and, I quote: “Even though they’re not as good as your Nikes”. Again, I thanked him, and I went home happy to have his old sneakers.

Since then I’ve worn his Vans from time to time. Despite being rather thrashed they remind me of him and that trip to Barcelona.

This should have been the end of this story, and that’s what I thought as well until last week, when I saw a photo Ben had uploaded where he was wearing the exact same sneakers I lost in that trip. A pair of white and blue Nike Blazers Mid, and I’m 100% sure they’re the same sneakers I had.

He had shown interest in them, he had the time to grab them while I was asleep, and I know for a fact we have the same size. Those Blazers are mine and he stole them from me!

I haven’t seen Ben since last summer, but I’m definitely asking him where he got those sneakers from.

I’ll update as soon as he responds back.

Stole My Boot

Author – Carter

I found this site looking for people in a similar situation. I was in my last class of the day history we weren’t doing nothing so me and a few other guys were talking in the back of the class and the girls were in the front of the class talking we had a sub and he was chill and didn’t care. This girl comes up and says can I have a shoe from you guys. Mark said what she said a shoe can I have one I need to trace it for a project. Everyone said no mark said Carter will give you one wont you Carter everyone else said yea Carter will. I said I don’t know they said come on and gave me a hard time I figured what’s the worst that could happen I stuck up my right foot and she pulled my right boot off and went back to the front. All the guys jokes that my feet stink I ignored them. I didn’t hear anything from the girl for whole class and I my foot was getting cold and I wanted my boot back I had my sock foot resting on my booted foot. The bell rang and the girls just left the class. I figured they had left my boot I got up walked over but no boot. I walked out the class and down hallway but didn’t see them. I ended up going to the bus I got home and sneaked upstairs to my room and thought I’m gonna be in so much trouble if I don’t get my boot back. Next morning I went downstairs and walked to the bus. I got to school walked in jeans left boot and a white sock on my right foot. I looked for them but still couldn’t find them everyone asked where’s my boot I said lost it and everyone gave me a hard time. I had to go to class I tried to hide my sock foot behind my booted foot but my white sock stuck out big time. Not to mention how dirty my sock got from walking. After a few classes lunch rolled around the guys have me a hard time. A few more classes and it was history I walked in and went up to the girls who stole my boot and asked for it back. She said I left it. Her friend said aww is the cowboy gonna pout about his little sock foot. I got pissed but didn’t want them to know I stuck up my sock foot and said no it’s not a big deal but I thought what now I don’t got nothing for my right foot but socks. After class I went home dad asked me where my boot was I said lost it he said well your not getting new I said ok and went to my room. Third day I looked for black socks but they were dirty so I had to wear white. Not to mention it rained so I literally had to hop to the bus. I got to school guys still gave me a hard time. Slowly got through the day eventually got to history walked in I told the girl I really need my boot back she said I don’t have it besides you look better without it I like seeing your sock foot. I still don’t have my right boot back and still am just wearing socks for my right foot.

Hitch Hike problems

Author – Stefan

Phil’s car broke down 40 miles from home, winter 2am and raining. Well that’s a good start. 3 soggy lads trying to hitch hike. After 20 minutes a car stopped with 2 youngish girls in it and the driver asked where we were going, Boston ( Lincolnshire ) I answered more in hope than expectation. We are going to Kings Lynn so that’s half way there, jump in the back lads but throw tour trainers in the boot I don’t want the carpets trashing, Julie the driver pushed a button to open the boot and we kicked em off and did as we were told – hopefully the heating in the car would dry us out a bit. My grey socks were already wet as were Phil’s white socks and both looked dirty, Steve’s socks were just as wet but did not show it as they were black. In the hours drive to Kings Lynn we chatted about something and nothing, as you do, We wern’t very happy about Julies driving her speed was all over the place and we wondered if she had had a drink or two, It was nice and warm in the car and we were drying out nicely. Near Kings Lynn is a large roundabout where you would go straight on towards Boston or right into Kings Lynn, we needs straight on but Julie would be going right, She pulled in so we could get out and we said our thanks and goodbyes reminding her to open the boot, zoom she was off the tail lights of her Mercedes vanishing out of sight, we stood at the side of the road thinking she was having a joke and would soon come round the roundabout laughing, we waited and waited and waited, 30 miles from home and in our socks and still raining. Time to think of who we could ring to come and get us, we did not like the idea of walking at the side of a main road in our socks thumbing it again, we tucked our jeans into our socks just in case so it would show up more hoping someone might take pity on us and stood by the roundabout with our thumbs out, a few people beeped their horns but no one stopped so we went back under the bridge to start making phone calls, our socks now wet and muddy. This is when you find out who your mates actually are especially when you ask them to bring spare socks and trainers and rescue you.

The PE Teacher

Author – Shoe Guy

Three year 13 students always had an excuse not to attend PE lessons.
Being the last period of the day, Jed the PE teacher knew they just sneaked off early. Lee, Ally and Jordan were 18 and uninterested in their last year at school.
Forgetting their kit again Jed had them empty their school bags to prove it. All he found were their school shoes and books. He asked why they managed to remember their sports shoes but not their kit as he looked at their feet. All three were wearing black Nike Air Max trainers. He ordered them to take them off as they were against school dress code. Lee smiled and said they were in PE so they were allowed, the other students laughed, much to Jeds annoyance. Again Jed told them to remove their trainers or they would get detention for a week. Lee took off his Nikes, leaving him stood in his white socks. His smile disappeared when Jed picked up their trainers and told them to go to his office afterwards to discuss their incorrect footwear. Ally looked pissed off, he knew they weren’t sneaking out early today.
Jed ordered everyone out onto the football pitch. The three shoeless lads grabbed their bags to retrieve their school shoes. Jed ordered them to leave their bags including their shoes in the locker room, they protested but Jed told them that standing shoeless on the grass would not hurt them, only their pride. In defeat they just threw their bags on a bench and stormed out in their socked feet.
Jed took the Nikes to his office, locking them inside, before joining the class on the pitch.
During the lesson, Lee, Ally and Jorden stood silently with embarrassment on the side of the pitch. They looked fed up, without any shoes they were going nowhere. Also attending the lesson, Freddie, the captain of the football team, commented to Jed how quiet the three shoeless boys were during the lesson. He said they should get their shoes taken every week. Jed replied saying he hoped next week they would be participating as they won’t be getting their trainers returned until they do. Freddie laughed.
Jed told Lee, Ally and Jorden to go straight to his office, they could collect their bags from the locker room afterwards. The three boys looked fed up even more so knowing they would have to walk through the school without any shoes on their feet.
Jed took his time getting showered and changed before heading back to his office. The three boys were embarrassed as they stood waiting in their socked feet as everyone stared as they passed by and also frustrated as they could see their unreachable trainers through the locked office door.
Eventually their PE teacher arrived, the three sock footed lads followed Jed into his office. He tried encouraging them to participate next week but they weren’t interested. He shook his head, picked up their trainers and locked them inside a cupboard. Their jaws dropped as he told them he would be keeping their Nikes until they attend his football lesson next week with their PE kit. They walked out of his office still in socked feet and told to collect their bags and put on their school shoes like they should have been wearing earlier.

The next day Jed arrived at his office to find the head teacher waiting. He’d received a complaint from Jordens parents. All three boys had their school shoes stolen from the locker room and because their trainers had been confiscated they had walked home in their socked feet. The head ordered Jed to investigate the theft and return the boys confiscated trainers.

Jed immediately went to the locker room, all the lockers were open except one. It was locked with a padlock it had ‘Freddie’ written on it from a Sharpie pen. Jed found his star football player and took him to the locker room were he removed the padlock. Inside the locker where three pairs of school shoes. Jed told Freddie how disappointed he was, especially as he knew the boys had nothing else to wear.
Freddie claimed it was just a bit of fun. Jed shouted at him and asked how he would like to spend the full day shoeless. Freddie blushed as he looked at his shoes, worried he may lose them but concerned he would lose any credibility amongst his peers having to walk around school in his socks.
Jed told him to go to his lessons whilst he decided on an appropriate punishment. Freddie quickly left relieved not to lose his shoes.
Jed summonsed the three boys to his office, they had old shoes on their feet. He apologised as he gave them their missing school shoes. He also gave them back their Nikes, he told them he still expected them to attend his next PE lesson with their football kit.

To be continued

Santa Paws

Author – lrsocks

Max was the first to enter the empty house. He found out sooner than later that it was not so empty after all. Santa was busy doing his thing in the living room. Max knew it was a fake Santa because he was wearing a pair of black Nike Air Max Goadome boots. Max thought it was the man of the house putting gifts under the tree. Santa did not notice Max until he heard him say, “Freeze Santa, drop the bag.” Santa dropped the bag. Max said, “Hand over the bag and your boots.” Santa did not hesitate. He unlaced his boots and slid them off his red sock feet with black heels and toes. He handed them over to Max without turning around. “Now the bag”, Max said. Santa reached down and picked up the bag and swung it at Max. Max was not expecting that. The bag knocked Max off balanced and he fell backwards.
Max looked up just in time to see the tree falling on top of him. Now he was struggling to get from under the tree. He only managed to get caught in the lights and tree decorations. He was trapped and could not get free. Santa just stood there until Max stopped moving. Max did not realize that the fake Santa was not the man of the house, but Santa Paws, the thief that was robbing houses. Santa Paws thought he had been caught by the owner of the house until Max asked for his boots.
Santa Paws scooped up his boots and put them back onto his feet. He then told Max that he was taking his black, blue and white Vans Knu Skool sneakers. Max felt his left sneaker being slipped from his white and blue Vans socked foot. After his right sneaker was slipped from his foot, Max wished he had not worn them so loose making it easy for them to be taken from his feet. Santa placed them in his bag with the other items he had taken.
Max felt more embarrassed as he felt his socks being slipped from his feet as well. He scrunched his toes trying to prevent them from being taken, but the guy was peeling them slowly from his fee t. Max felt them slide down from his ankles, over his heels, away from his arches, over the balls his feet and then away from his toes.
As Santa Paws threw them into his bag, Max wiggled and spread his toes in disbelief. Santa Paws did not bother to take anything else from Max. He just picked up the bag and made his way to the next room. Max was defeated or should he say de-shoed and de-socked. Max could do nothing but wait on his partners to come and set him free. Max thought he had gained himself a pair of Nike boots.
Luke was the next to enter the house through the back door. Luke busied himself raiding the refrigerator. That is why he did not see Santa sneaking up on him from behind. His last thought and action was him pulling the chicken from the refrigerator and putting it in his mouth before he felt a sharp pain on the back of his head. Before he blacked out and fell to the floor he turned to see what he thought was Santa waving at him. He would never see or feel Santa slipping his Nike SB Chron 2s from his feet followed by his black low cut Nike socks. Santa Paws threw them into his bag and moved on.
Logan was the last to enter the house from upstairs. He had already raided the upstairs and was headed down to the first floor to meet the others. What he did not know was that Santa Paws was waiting near the stairs for him. He had pulled the lights and garland from the stairs and held it tight so that Logan would trip. As he anticipated, Logan did not see the trap and tripped over it falling the rest of the way down the stairs landing in a heap at the bottom. Before he blacked out he watched Santa reach for his left DC Court Graffik sneaker. He slipped into unconsciousness as his sneaker was placed in the bag followed by his right one.
Santa Paws stopped because he thought he had heard a noise. He quickly removed Logan’s white no-show DC socks with black heels and toes from his feet. Santa Paws threw them into the bag and removed a pair of black Converse All-Stars from his bag and placed them next to Logan. He changed clothes with Logan and then slipped out the back door as the owner of the house came through the front door. The officers did not believe the three when they told them that they were not the Santa Paws thief because Logan was wearing the Santa suit and wearing a pair of the owners shoes.

It Sucked

Author – Bo

We went to a team roping, had to be there Friday night for the first round. Frist weekend roping our parents let Arron and me go to alone. We did ok but there were some guys there just a little better. After the roping, they had a barbeque so we all headed to it. I ran across the team that bet us and told them good job they took it as I was being a smart ass so I just went on and forgot about it I met this girl and we were talking when one of the guys from the other team that beat us walked up and pushed me and started yelling, I was not to talk to his girl friend I had no ideal she even knew him I just walked off he said I would pay. I told Arron my roping partner what happen so we went back to the trailer and went to bed we didn’t want to get in trouble and kicked out it was late anyways. We were one of the first teams to rope on Saturday morning. We woke up early and had breakfast I went to get ready and could only find my left boot. I hate being barefoot are walking around in socks outside hate the feel, Arron knew this so I thought for sure he was just messing around. He was already outside getting his horse ready so I got dressed all but my missing boot and hopped out to the horses. Arron asks why I was hopping around. I said your not funny give me my boot. He said I don’t have it. I didn’t believe him but he keeps saying he didn’t. The team that beat us last night rode by and just started laughing and said good luck. Arron said they must of stole it last night I didn’t believe him they would have had to came in the tailer and took it while we were a sleep. Arron said just get your horse ready we are up in 20 minutes. I was so mad I just hopped around and saddled my horse hard to do on one foot. We roped I only had one boot on don’t think anybody noticed if they did, they didn’t say anything. I went back to the trailer and started looking for my boot. A few minutes later one of the guys on the other team walked by and said something under his breath. I looked everywhere and no luck so I hopped back in the trailer and just sit down I was so pissed and embarrassed only having one boot. Arron came back to the trailer and tried to talk me in to just acting normal and come mess around till we roped again but I finally agreed to just ride around on my horse and the one time I had to get off I hopped we ended up doing well enough to have to stay till Sunday afternoon and took second place.

Begging for my Boots

Author – Steve

I was on my way home After a great night out with mates and was a bit less than an hours walk from home, horrible night cold and rainy. I was wearing my blue hoody a shirt jeans red boxer briefs white crew socks with red stripes toes and heels and Cat boots. As it was raining I was walking a bit sort of head down and rounding a corner I almost bumped into a group of 4 lads, they blocked my path and I was sure they were up to no good. They looked about my age ,18, and being only one of me I was a bit scared. One said “ what size are them boots kid “ 10 I said “hand them over kid I want them “ I cant mate I said its raining and I cant walk home in my socks. Another lad said give us your phone and cash and I might let you keep the boots, I reluctantly did as I was told and as I did so he noticed my watch and demanded that, still I kept my boots at least. The smallest lad was laughing and said “ he really wants to keep those boots, Ill bet he would get on his knees and beg for them”. The first lad said “do it, each of us in turn – get begging” I had no choice I got on my knees on the rainy streets and begged each of them to let me keep the boots as apart from walking home I needed them for work in the morning, The first 3 lads said I could keep them as they were the wrong size for them, the last lad said “ no I said at the start I wanted them and I still do we are going to keep taking your stuff till I get the boots“ come on I begged please please just let me go I have given you everything guys my cash my phone I have got nothing to give you. Oh you have one lad said, if we don’t get the boots who knows what we will have off you, just the boots fella and you can go he laughed pulling my shirt and hoodie off over my head. I was terrified and wanted out and bent down to un lace my boots. Stop messing said the smaller lad unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down, kick the boots off off I am having them and anything else I want. I did as I was told and stood on the cold wet pavement in my white socked feet and boxer briefs with my jeans round my knees and tears of shame running down my cheeks. The lad took off his scruffy white trainers and barefoot put my boots on. Thanks he said – great fit – go on **** off home. I turned and ran pulling up my jeans glad to have escaped, me feet were cold and wet after only a short distance I was not looking forward to the walk home in socks cold wet shirtless and totally humiliated.

Don’t Fall Asleep

Author – Kevin Babatunde and Ian

We had been round town with a few mates and were walking home, It was three or four miles to where we lived but it was not a cold night and the streets were pretty quiet. We took a rest at a sort of seating area with benches and chatted for ages, we had had too much to drink and fell asleep ( well more dozed off ) after a while it became daylight and the increased sound of people and traffic caused us to wake. I was next to Babatunde and looking down noticed he was in his white socked feet which I thought was a bit odd. I pulled my feet out from under the bench and my size 9 Air Max’s were missing and I was in my bright green socked feet. I woke Babatunde and Ian ( who was also in white socked feet ) and we searched round the area looking in litter bins and everywhere for our shoes but could not see them anywhere, Ian and I laughed it off as a stupid prank but Babatunde was raging mad, he could not understand why anyone would want his size 12 Timberlands, but we were all in the same boat and we just got on with walking a couple of people we passed asked us why we were in our socks and we said our shoes had been nicked but generally no one bothered us. We were all pretty bored and started thinking of stupid dares to do to pass the time. Babatunde dared me and Ian to walk in the wet gutter for 4 lamp posts distance and get our socks soaking wet, we rolled our jeans up and reluctantly we did it and laughed about it, thinking what we could dare Babatunde to do in return. A house along the road was having some work done and some digging had been done, that was his dare from here over the dug up area and back, Babatunde was very reluctant to get his new socks muddy but that was the dare, he pulled his trackies off so as not to get them muddy showing his brand new white football socks and red boxer briefs and almost crying set off for the building site, he stopped to plead one last time offered his hoodie and t shirt as a forfeit to avoid the dare saying , he took them off to prove he would do it, no we said do the dare, he did very very reluctantly throwing his clothes on the floor in temper, when he got back there was no clue what colour his socks once were they were round his ankles and just solid mud, Babatunde was not a happy guy and shouted that he had done it but we would not dare do what he did, our socks were ruined anyway so what the hell we took our kit jeans and shirts off, after a few minutes we were squelchy and muddy too, we looked so stupid we could not help laughing as we walked the last mile or so home in boxers and socks .

Do As You’re Told

Author – Henry

Not long after leaving school I was actively job hunting and I was chasing up a job at a re-cycling yard not far from my home. I was lucky and got an interview and was told to come back the following day to hear the result and I was delighted to be offered a job (OK on minimum wage) starting the following week. The first day was orientation and included a long talk on the health and safety rules, apparently this was very important and the guy giving the talk explained that from his standpoint I should care the most about my health and safety – his concern was not filling in endless paperwork if things went wrong. I was told that in the plant high viz jackets and safety boots must at all times be worn (they would give me the high viz to wear but I had to supply the boots)
Everything went well for several days and I seemed to get on with my fellow workers that was until one day the buggers nicked my boots, I had trainers in my locker so I went and got them and carried on. One of the managers spotted my trainers and my boss came and spoke to me. He told me to put the trainers back in my locker and meet him in the yard at the front, but boss I said, Ill be in my socks, yes he agreed you should be in your boots. I went and did as I was told and joined him in the yard in my grey striped socks and feeling pretty stupid, my workmates were very well amused. My boss asked why I had defied his direct orders and I had to tell him where my boots had gone and why. The three guys responsible were ordered out into the yard and my boss said it was best to own up and get my boots. One guy did so and I put them on and laced them up. The boss told me to get back to work and asked the three lads if they thought taking a guy’s boots was funny, no boss they said glumly. Right lads boots off lets all have a laugh. The lads took their boots off and stood there very very unhappy. The boss told them to put their boots by the gate – they could have them when they clocked out in just over a hour’s time. Right lads you cannot go inside the factory without boots – that’s against health and safety – there are three of our vans over there that need washing
that will be a nice job to pass an hour and you will remember it next time you feel like nicking a new lad’s boots. Pretty soon the lads were paddling about in dirty soapy water in their ruined socks wishing they had not started the game it was not fun now.

The Dart Game pt. 1

Author – Alexander

The other day I went to my mate’s house. He invited me in and gave me something to drink. We talked a little about things and he told me he got this electronic dartsboard. I said okay, I don’t know much about that game and he got up and said come on I’ll show you. I followed him into the little shed in his garden. There it was, he plugged it in and he gave me a set of darts. I started throwing the darts at the board. Then he did his turn and then me again and after some practice he said let’s do a 2 out of 3 game. I said okay. Then he said loser has to obey the winner for next 3 hours. I felt reluctant for a moment but I agreed. He wasn’t that good either. We started of and the first game I won surprisingly but the second was for him. We looked at eachother and laughed a little. We played on and he won again. Now I had to obey him for the next 3 hours and I really didn’t know what he was up to. He said come on let’s get our bikes and go somewhere. We cycled outside of town until we got to the entrance of a wood. There was this fence and he told me to climb up and sit down on it. It was about 4 feet high so it was no problem. He looked at me and my feet and then he pushed them a little back until the front of my shoes were on the crossbar. Then he started pulling on the heels but nothing much happened because I had tied them up for a change. He started untying the laces and losing them up until my heel popped out, first left and then the right one. I wanted to ask him what he was up to but we agreed that the loser was not alowed to ask anything. He told me to jump off the fence and start walking into the wood. I walked a few steps but it wasn’t that easy to walk with my shoes being very loose. After a few yards he stepped on my right heel and I just walked out of my shoe, I stopped for a second but he told me to just keep walking. A few steps further he did the same with my left shoe. There I was walking in red with black heel and toe socks. I had to keep on walking and don’t look back. Several yards further he said stop, if you want your shoes back you’ll have to pick them up. I turned around and I could barely see them. I started walking back and he told me to just pick them up but not put them on. When I returned to my mate he told me to put them on again, so I did. We walked on and we came to this open field. On the edge was a little hunters cabin and my mate said let’s take a look there. We had to cross some high grass and leaves and everything but we made it. It was about 7 or 8 feet high and he said let’s take a look up there. You go first, I started climbing up the ladder and he grabbed my shoes again. I could hear them falling somewhere in the high grass and he was only laughing as he followed me up. We sat there for a little while and I tried to locate my shoes but I couldn’t. After some time he said let’s go down again so you can search for your shoes. I went down first and when I stood there I looked around for my shoes but I didn’t see them. I walked around a little and then my mate says found them and he started walking towards where we came from. I said come on let me put them on first and he just said no can’t do that and he walked on laughing. I had to cross the field in my socked feet and because of all the little branches it was a little painfull. When he reached the path to the entrance he just kept on walking and I was just halfway the field. Eventually he made me walk back in socks to our bikes. When I arrived he was already cycling away. I shouted come on wait up for me but I got no answer. I got up my bike and I noticed the filth and dry grass on my feet. I followed him up and on my way there were some people approaching and I got little embarrassed. When I finally reached my mate I could see he tied my shoes together and they were hanging on the handlebar. I wanted to ask him what next but I wasn’t allowed to so I could just follow him wherever he went.

To be continued….