<human>: TIFU, Actually this happened yesterday. It was 10:30 at night, the end of my shift at my shitty retail job at Walgreens (I'm a senior in high school, I'm just happy I have a job). I don't have a car, so I commute to and from work by riding my bike. Well last night, my shift ended, I unlocked my bike, hopped on, and began my two mile ride home. This Arizona weather is beginning to cool down for the fall --it's finally below 100 degrees Fahrenheit at 10 pm-- and I'm enjoying my quiet, cool bike ride home. Once I hit about 3/5 of the way home i noticed that there is a big construction sign on the sidewalk blocking my path. No biggie, I'll just go off the sidewalk and onto the street for a couple yards to get around it. There's not a lot of cars out this late at night, however, one just so happens to be driving towards right where I was about to cross over the curb onto the street. So I'll stop for a few seconds to let the car pass so I can get around the sign. No big deal. I stop my bike and as I put my foot on the ground to balance myself, I notice my foot lands in something very slippery and squishy. I look down and I see a small-medium sized (think of a large Chihuahua) sticky,squishy, stinky, decaying dog chillin on the sidewalk, getting its dead dog juices all over the favorite, more comfortable pair of shoes. I physically let out yelp of shock and disgust. I immediately picked up my foot and took off. I was forced to peddle the rest of the way home with doggie squish squish on my feet. When I got home, I left my shoe outside my front door and its been there since. I got ready for bed and went to sleep traumatized with the image of flies in the falling apart dog's eye sockets. I don't think I can salvage my shoe.

 RIP shoes, you were the best $15 clearance shoes I've ever found at famous footwear.

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<bot>: Riding bike home from work, stopped to let car pass, put foot down for balance, foot landed in dead dog. Traumatized young lady.