
When I lived in Manhattan I would take off my sneakers and leave them outside my door before I entered my apartment as to not dirty up my floors. I always assumed they would be safe.
Late on the night of October 5, 2003 my sneakers were stolen.
I was determined to track down the perpetrator. I got the security tapes from my landlord and found the person who stole my sneakers. I was able to determine exactly what time it happened. I asked my upstairs neighbor what restaurant he ordered his food from. I was hot on the trail.
I went to the restaurant and brought them a photo I printed out from the video. The owner refused to take any responsibility for what happened and even denied that the man in the photo worked for them. I couldn’t believe how he could so blatantly lie to me when I had such clear evidence in my hand, but at that point there was really nothing else I could do. My case went cold. I thought my sneakers would be gone forever, so I went and bought a new pair.
Two days later the delivery man from the video showed up at my door with my sneakers in his hands. I let him keep them.
He thanked me and then he cried.
View the video here.
Check out the delivery guy holding my shoes here.
This is what makes Noah and New York special at the same time.
teary. I’m glad he
interesting. but really, having...see? i understand being mad, i’d
had a similar thing happen to me a few years back. i...on the third floor of a three-floor...
Don’t mess with my shoes guy! Just kidding, this is a cool read really.
New York special
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Noah is a brilliant photographer...unassuming nature. He took
fascinating clicking through...video, shot by shot. But what
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