On my way home today to pick-up some material I had forgotten for an afternoon class, I was walking to my apartment when I passed a fairly unclean homeless man... WEARING MY SHOES!!!
Naturally, my first instinct was to feel violated, they were easily recognizable as being mine (my horrible, possessed blue shoes from a couple of entries ago) as they were very bright and, relative to the man's feet, gigantic.
After I got over my initial recation at seeing a stranger wear my clothes, I realized that he must have gone through the garbage bags near the loading dock of my apartment building, and helped himself to some hip-looking shoes.
As with all places in Korea - garbage is separated: paper, plastic, plastic bags, food garbage, tin, bottles, recyclable goods (clothing) and just plan garbage. I didn't even consider recycling these beasts due to the smell - they went straight into a triple-bagged and tightly-knotted sack that BP would be jealous of.
And here was this man wearing them. To be fair, warning him about the smell would have surely been a moot point in his situation. But still, I feld badly that I couldn't have thrown away a pair of shoes that were at least inoffensive to anyone within a one-block radius.
Regardless - I hope they don't get wet today, and it's raining hard.