To start of, anyone with small feet will share my pain of choosing a pair of shoes that fit you, but don't look like they belong to the kids section. Sure, there's a few 'grown up-looking' shoes that are your size, but let's be honest, most small shoes are intended for small kiddie feet.
Last spring, I'd had trouble finding new shoes for my, ahem, petite feet and settled for buying a pair of flat black shoes that were slightly too big for me (it was the smallest I could find). I hadn't had too much trouble wearing these flat shoes, as I was wearing thin socks with them, so there wasn't too much extra space behind my heels, though my toes had a bit too much room.
One morning, being the very unorganised person I am, I found myself running late for the bus. Never the early bird, I downed a few spoons of cereal, grabbed my back-breaking-ly heavy bag, slipped my flat black shoes on and scurried out of the house. For a spring morning, it was quite dark, the Sun was nowhere to be seen and the ground was still slippery from the buckets of rain from the previous night (April showers!). Having 3 minutes until my bus was due, I sprinted (sort of) down my steep hill with my bag punching me in the back with every step. Now, being someone who values dignity (surprisingly), I attempted to keep my composure and not allow my serious lack of fitness to show as I noticed someone walking down the hill on the road parallel to me. I didn't know who this person was or whether they'd noticed me, but I've always said that I'd rather miss a bus than run and look stupid. However, in this certain case, I had no choice but to continue running (but not look as if I was having a heart attack).
Then my shoe fell off.
There's no other way of explaining it, but my flat black shoe actually flew off my feet and landed face down on the cold, wet ground.
If I was a lucky person, I would have calmly retrieved my shoe and continued my journey, however, this wasn't the case.
After coming to an abrupt halt after realising I'd lost my shoe (and nearly losing my balance), I had to turn around and hop a few paces back, almost fall over while doing this, step into a small freezing puddle and then retrieve my stupid black flat shoe.
The stranger saw it all.
Some of you may think that this is a small silly thing that shouldn't of been such a big deal, but it doesn't end here.
After having lost about 30 seconds, I had to continue to run for my bus.
In short, I missed it, and gained a few sympathetic looks from the bus passengers as my bus slowly left the bus stop. Oh, the embarrassment.
Then, during the day, my shoe fell off again while I was travelling up a very busy flight of stairs. I tried to turn around to try and spot where my shoe had got to, but the crowd of people kept moving past me and pushing me up the stairs, almost causing me to trip. I decided to wait at the very top of the stairs until the crowd had moved to then get back my shoe. After a few humoured exclaims of a lost shoe on the stairs, the crowd finally moved, and then I went to get my shoe back. Though, to be honest, I'm sure it wasn't hard for the crowd to realise that the lost shoe belonged to the impatient looking girl waiting at the top of the stairs with only one shoe on.
You see, if I'd tried harder to find myself shoes that actually fit my small feet properly, my shoes would never have flown off.
This is a bit of a silly message, but it's valuable, guys!
Always buy shoes that fit you!
-Anonymous
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