As most of you reading this site probably already know, I majored in Radio-Television-Film at UT Austin with the goal of becoming a sound recordist and Foley artist. I have since returned to my original field, technical theatre, though I still dearly love film.
Anyway. During my junior year at UT, I acquired an enormous pair of cowboy boots for some Foley work I was doing. A large percentage of Foley is footsteps; thusly, Foley artists tend to have large shoe collections for varying footstep sounds. I bought a pair of size 15 cowboy boots at Goodwill to use on one project and then never used them again. I saved them for a long time, but eventually I got tired of them occupying space in my tiny closet and decided I'd rather just buy another pair of boots if I ever needed them.
Rather than dispose of the boots in a conventional manner, I decided to optimize their ugliness. I jammed them into a tote bag and took them to the nearest mall. I went into the restroom of the movie theatre during the show when no one else was in there, and I placed the boots carefully on the floor of one of the stalls in front of the toilet. I locked the door and slithered out of the stall on my back (It was quite gross, but well worth it.) and took the following picture:
I then left for a couple of hours, periodically checking to see if the boots were still there. During that time, one of the movies ended, and the restroom became quite crowded. Someone obviously realized that there was actually no one in that stall and notified the cinema's employees, who, being the PhDs they were, broke the lock on the stall door rather than crawl underneath it like I had. *sigh*