What the shoes?!

Today something very strange happened to me.

I was talking to my bosses and then was preparing to leave. When I stepped out of the office to put my shoes on I did not see my shoes. I looked around all of the shoe racks and my shoes were not to be found.

Someone stole my shoes. Seriously.

I had some simple Nike brand shoes, but nothing fancy. Nothing worth stealing. They were not the cleanest, but they were not too dirty or worn. I know Nike is expensive here. . . but how many people here can wear my size?

Not many stores here sell shoes my size. You really have to look around. Not that I have feet that are super huge or anything. Depending on the brand I usually wear 10.5 to 11. My great-grandmother would say I have a good "under-standing."

So, anyway, I had to walk down the stairs, get in the car, walk up the stairs to our apartment and then take off my now very dirty and wet socks.

Not a very pleasant way for me to have to buy a new pair of shoes!