Backseat Driver

I think women secretly like to embarrass other women. Maybe it’s not a big secret, but anyways, this happened to me a few years ago. I was driving a small sports coupe and had to pick-up two passengers. The thing with sports coupe is that there really isn’t much room in the back of the car.

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So, it was decided that Jessie would sit in the back. Jessie made sense as she was very skinny and only 5’3, whereas Helen was a little bit heavier and a sizeable 5’7. Jessie didn’t put up much of a fight and squeezed her way into the back of the car.

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Teacher Prank

It was the end of my grade 7 year in middle school and the school had put together a little carnival for all the students to participate in. Teachers were assigned to be the chaperones for various groups of students to ensure that we didnt’ get ourselves into trouble, adn to make sure that we tried all of the events (at least the ones we wanted to).

At this event, my teacher was one of the newest teachers in the school. She was young and had just landed a Teacher’s Assistant role with the school. She was in a few of my classes as a supervisor and was very well liked by most of the students – mainly because when she was a substitute, she would let us watch whatever movie we wanted in class (as long as she had it on hand).

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Wedding Fun

I’ve been lucky to have been invited to a few dozen weddings already – some more memorable than others. On this occasion, one of my friends, Kelly, was acting as the day-of coordinator and her main goals was to make sure that everything went off without a hitch. Included in this goal was to keep an eye on the children. There was a group of young children, all under the age of 8 since most of our friends were still young parents, that were getting rambunctious. Kelly had to do her thing and borderline scolded them like any impatient mother would.

I could tell that keeping the wedding together was putting a lot of pressure on Kelly as demonstrated by the way she handled the children. Kelly didn’t think much of them as they were getting on her nerves. Each time one of the children burst out during the ceremony, Kelly would shoot them the stinkeye.

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The Refund

I was hanging out with a woman I was seeing at the time. Let’s call her Carol. Carol and I were getting ready for our third date and decided to meet at the nearby mall downtown after work. Carol was dressed well, a beautiful white dress with black heels. I was a slob compared to her. My company didn’t have much of a dress code and I took full advantage of it.

As we were walking through the mall, Carol began to complain about her shoes not feeling right. She had just purchased a pair of brand new Guess pumps during the week and something was wrong with them. At first she assumed it was just because they were new, but the more she walked, the more it bothered her.

Finally, as she took another step, the sole of her brand new pump was beginning to separate from the shoe!

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Dance Like No One is Watching

I had a mutual friend in high school named Katie. I hung out with her a few times every now and then, but she was no more than a Facebook acquaintance at best. It wasn’t until she moved away and became the roommate of one of my best friends that I became closer to her.

Let me preface this by saying two things:

  1. This isn’t a specific story and isn’t really a shoe loss story, but rather a thought.
  2. The image attached here is just a random Google image

I learned from Katie that this whole shoeless situation was more of a state of mind than it was an activity or chore. Yes, I have friends who are deathly scared of being caught in public without shoes, so much so that even trying on shoes is a chore to them. Then there are those who read the situation, typically with a little alcohol they loosen up, and let loose. And then there were those like my friend Katie.

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