FLASHBACK FRIDAY!!!!

Basically, on Friday's 'The Write Guyz' will bring you a story about something from our past. You might get a funny story, you might get a sad story, heck, you may even get one that has you saying, "TMI". Odds are, if the latter is what you're saying, it's probably one of my stories. In any case, that is what "Flashback Friday" is all about. You getting to know a little bit more about us than you ever thought you would.

And away we go!

It was my sophomore year in high school and 'flojos' were in style. For those who don't remember, those were those rubber sandals that criss-crossed near the front where your toes are. Here's another clue, they resembled "Jesus' sandals" and I'm talking about "HIM", yes that one. Not your friend Carlos' uncle (Tio) who passes out drunk every time the family plays 'Loteria'.

If I weren't typing this on my iPad I'd google a picture and include it. Oh well. Moving on.

My mom asked me to go to JC Penny's with her one morning, so I slipped on my flojos and off we went. We got there, she did some looking around on the 1st floor, as did I, but I didn't have money to blow, so it pretty much sucked. She wanted to go upstairs and knowing the sports gear was up there I happily tagged along. Nothing too exciting went on up there; however, when it was time to go back down, that's where things went terribly wrong.

::face palm::

Mom's went down the escalator first, I followed, but halfway down this cute brunette rocking those black spandex pants, you know the kind fella's, so tight that if she sat on a quarter she'd fart out two dimes and a nickel. Suffice to say, I was distracted. That's when it happened...somehow the rubber from my sandals got sucked in as I reached the bottom of the escalators. The contraption of death didn't stop, it just kept pulling, which kept tightening then sandals around my foot. Mind you, they criss-crossed, so it's not like other sandals where I could have just slipped out of it with ease. I remember looking up and seeing my mom look back with that look of, "Pendejo what are you doing? Hurry up!" She couldn't see that the escalator was sucking my rubber like Paris Hilton on a Friday night in night vision trying to be safe.

Well, I somehow got my foot out, and i do mean that, because it had a death grip like nothing my foot has ever felt. I was embarrassed, so I took the other sandal off and walked out holding one sandal - barefoot. It wasn't until we got outside that my mom asked why I am bare foot. I told her what had happened and she just laughed. Surprisingly, she didn't offer to take me back in to get my sandal from the escalator. She never bought me new sandals either. All I got from her was a "that's what you get for being dumb."

So now it was MY fault. Well, i blame it on that damn girl for being so hot.

The funny part is to this day when I'm on an escalator in sandals, while they are not flojo sandals, I still make sure I pick my feet up extra high. Funny as it may have been to witness, it was pretty scary.