09/14/2026
We’ve been thinking about this shoe for several days now.
Over the weekend someone came to The Pound with two shoes on and, at some point during the evening, apparently decided one was enough.
And we just have questions.
Are you even aware you’re missing a shoe?
At what point did having two shoes become unnecessary?
Did losing the shoe end the night or did your evening continue on as planned?
Does the other shoe know what happened?
Was the shoe bothering you or did you just decide you were sick of its s**t?
I’m sure people in the comments will have more.
Someone called this a real-life Cinderella story, which feels a little generous considering Cinderella left behind a glass slipper and you left behind a Hey Dude.
But still. Your prince awaits.
And by prince, we mean your shoe. It’s behind the bar.