Posted on 10/18/2024 6:30:13 AM PDT by Red Badger
A shoe store called Sole Bros 513 in Cincinnati, Ohio, is reeling after being hit by apparent thieves who took items including single shoes.
Three individuals are accused of stealing almost $50,000 of display shoes from the business in the early morning hours of October 8, Fox 19 reported on Tuesday.
Manager Luke Kern said the trio did not take money.
He said, “I don’t know what their motive was in taking one shoe, not the pair and not the box; you can’t do anything with that; you can’t sell just one shoe. You usually have to sell it with the box.”
An image shows two of the suspects on the street outside:
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I’ve always heard of people with two right feet.
It appears to be two white guys...................
Stupid is as stupid does!
Uh well, dance all night, play all day
Don’t let nothin’ get in the way
Dance all night, keep the beat
Don’t you worry ‘bout two left feet
Shake it up
Shake it up, oo yeah
Shake it up
Shake it up
Haha, nice ones. I can see this is going to be a fun thread!
The thieves probably have an online store and they just use the stolen shoes to have an online display photo. Then when somebody orders the shoes, they go out and steal the correct size.
All you need is one shoe and you can then hop on one foot.
Something sinister is afoot....
He was a very outgoing personality, and positively an odd duck.
Once, we went into a crowded elevator. Usual behavior of all people is to enter the elevator, turn around to face the door, and look up at the floor indicator. It seems like unspoken, uncommunicated, yet universal behavior. Everyone does it.
Well, we walked on the elevator, and instead of turning around, he just stood there facing all the people with a look of pleasant mild amusement he always had on his face.
Almost instantly, EVERYONE on the elevator began to nervously avert their eyes and shuffle their feet! It was hilarious! Apparently he knew of this oddity of human behavior in elevators, and just wanted to have fun with it.
But as he relates to this story, we went into a shoe store, because as we walked by, he saw a pretty girl working the register that he wanted to flirt with. Here is how the conversation went:
HIM: Hi! Can I ask you a question?
HER: (pleasantly) Of course! What can I help you with?
HIM: Would it be possible for me to buy a single shoe for the right foot?
HER: Umm...I don't know. I can ask. Why would you need to buy one shoe?
HIM: What if I only had one foot?
HER: Well...I don't know. I have never heard of selling only one shoe.
HIM: Why should I have to buy both shoes? I would end up with a closet-full of left shoes.
HER: (uncertainly) I see. Well, I guess you could find an association of people who only had one leg and only needed one shoe, and you could trade with the person who needed the left shoe, and you could take their right shoe...
I found out some years later, that this kind of thing actually did occur after the Civil War, where there were a lot of men missing their legs, and trades of shoes in just that fashion between those who only needed one shoe on a particular good leg would trade with someone who needed their own unused opposites shoe.
I enjoyed hanging around with that guy. He was about 15 years my senior, and took me home to visit his family who lived in Pensacola, which was fun.
One of my other favorite stories about him was when we were on a relatively long stretch of a deployment (though not a long stretch by today's standards) and things were quite monotonous. I recall the weather was bad and we weren't flying much. There were perhaps ten of us sitting in our shop that opened into the hangar bay, and there just wasn't a thing to do. He was sitting next to a bulkhead that was covered with padded fabric that had "buttons" dispersed around it that gave the bulkhead the look of an old couch. IIRC, it had been painted, so the fabric had a crust of paint on it. Apparently, it was there so if there were an explosion and you were thrown against it, you might not be injured as badly.
Anyway, as he sat there completely bored to the point of insanity, he began to bang his head against the padded bulkhead while saying with each impact "I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy!" when he grimaced, grabbed his head, and blood began streaming between his fingers and down towards his neck!
Apparently, one of the "buttons" had fallen out or been broken off, but the metal clip behind it that held the missing button in place was still there, and it gave him a good gash in the side of his head!
He told me that when he went to Sick Bay and they asked him what had happened, he told them that he had been "banging my head against the wall while I repeated to everyone that I wasn't crazy..."
I am sure when he got sewed up and left, that one of them must have said "Boy, that is one son-of-a-bitch who needs to get off this boat!"
Hahahahaha I love that show!
Maybe they have friends that are amputees.......
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