I can't stand leather boxes on my feet anyhow, so I take off my shoes as soon as I come in. I don't require that of other folks, though. But my daughter-in-law requires it and there's always five or six pairs of shoes on the landing right by their front door. 'Sokay with me.
When I was working, there were three or four folks (including me) in the office who habitually took their shoes off at work and had slippers or sandals for wandering around the office (including me.)
Sample, entitled "Getting A Head Start On Casual Friday:"
(Well, it was a Thursday, but it was just before the Christmas Holiday.)
One lady I worked with got a little upset with me for taking a pic of her with no shoes. I thought it was an amusing sight --she was elegantly dressed that day, long black skirt, nice blouse, hair done nicely, understated but nice jewelry (I don't know why on that particlar day) --and she was standing chatting with someone in her bare feet. I thought it was a cute "barefoot Contessa" shot, and when the flash went off, she started in on me. She was concerned that the picture would be all over the net on foot-fetish sites or something.
She was (and still is) a little weird. We got it cleared up and I destroyed the pic at her request, so it finally worked itself out.
I could swear that I picked up a dose of athlete's foot at work, though, wandering around for short distances (to go to the printer or fax machine or whatever) every once in a while in just my socks. The company had a large gymnasium for the employees and I suspect the fungus eventually got tracked around the whole building or was distributed by the cleaning staff with their vacuum cleaners.
(I found out that underarm deodorant sprayed on the area affected by athlete's foot soothes the itching and burning and knocks it out eventually. Even better than the commercial athlete's foot products. Don't know why, can't make a "medical" recommendation on it, but it seemed to work for me.)
Terry, 230RN