Women Are On Their Guard In Seedy Parking Garages
Several years ago, I was clambering out of a car in a parking garage in downtown Las Vegas when I decided, once again, to change my shoes. (As the Las Vegas Strip has boomed in recent years, downtown Vegas has become increasingly-dodgy, and people there have become warier about thieves, drunks, and homeless people.)

I had been pretty indecisive all day about the shoes - do I wear the comfortable ones or the good-looking ones? - and so I laid the shoes out in front of me and squatted in-between the cars to swap them.

Just at that moment, a group of four women in nightclub dresses passed by. They didn't look at me directly - they didn't dare. All they glimpsed from the corners of their eyes was that I was squatting in-between the cars with my clothes in apparent disarray at my feet. To them, it looked like I was defecating.

"OH MY GOD!" one woman shouted with absolute disgust. They all hurried away on their stilletoes to the elevator, fearing to look back. My soothing reassurances fell on deaf ears. And as I recall, that was just about the closest I got to women the entire evening.

Yes, I should have worn the good-looking shoes....
(Perv With A Dog had his eyes pecked out by scrub jays on, Mon 13 Dec 2010, 22:12, 2 replies)

"Changing my shoes." is a good euphamism.
My friend's mum used to say "I'm turning my bike around.".
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Mon 13 Dec 2010, 23:12, closed)

Um
was it really that much of a problem that you didn't get near any women all night? Purely IMHO, you understand, but any man that has to deliberate over which shoes to wear, especially outside the confines of his own house, is clearly "very light on his toes". Fuck it, I can't think of any reason to have more than 2 pairs of shoes anyway - it's either "the brown ones, or the black ones", next question please.
(Rsoles, Wed 15 Dec 2010, 10:48, closed)