(Warning: The following is extremely unpleasant. Read at your own risk.)
Driving in to work yesterday, there was a discussion of the problem of people finding cockroaches--in their shoes. With their bare feet. And the presence of the roaches were made known by the crunching sound their exo-skeletons made.
Now, I don't know about you, but I really hate insects of the non-ladybug variety. Roaches take the cake as far as huge, disgusting insects that can't be killed go. Therefore, in the hours since hearing that discussion, I have developed a new plan of attack regarding putting on shoes:
I will check all shoes for cockroaches before putting my feet in them.
I will not check with my bare hand, as finding a roach with my fingers would probably be worse than crushing it with my foot.
I will bang all shoes on the floor and if a hissing sound emeges, I will flush the contents of the shoe down the toilet.
I will not consider this animal cruelty and do not care if you do.
While I kind of wish I had never even heard about this problem, I am glad to know that, courtesy of my new shoe-donning policy, I will never join the list of people who have encountered the problem first-hand... or first-foot, as it were.