Brownies
Forgive me, for I have sinned.

Back when I was 14, my mum had taken on the role of treasurer of the school Brownies pack of my sister's school (she wasn't old enough to start secondary school so was at a different school from me). At the time, I was interested in finding special-edition coins in the hope they'd someday become valuable, so my mother decided to let me sift through the takings of the Brownie-pack to see if there were any.

There was however a flaw in my mum's plan - she trusted me. I abused the trust. Even though it was only a few coins here and there, it's something I'm not proud of.

For that alone, I'm bound for hell in a hellbound thing that goes to hell like a bat out of hell wanting to go home, but it gets worse...

My mum, being the treasurer also did the book-keeping. The thing is, even a tiny discrepancy in the volume of coins gets noticed when under scrutiny. However, she blamed it on her perceived inability to book-keep. She persisted for a few weeks, but got it wrong each time. She ended up thinking she was a hopeless treasurer and lost confidence in her ability to book-keep.

Even though she never found out, she at least takes it with good humour when she reminisces about her book-keeping skills. I've heard her tell story a few times over the years, but I just don't have it in me to confess.

The worse thing was that at the time, I was going through a 'socialist' phase. Now that really makes me cringe.

I really am not proud of this at all.

Anyway, I'll be seeing my parents this Christmas. Click 'I like this' if you think I should confess.
( mistaspakkaman and the inedible shifting caterpillars, Mon 15 Dec 2008, 23:55, 4 replies)

Confess if you must...
...but she already knew.

She just went with the "I'm crap at counting" because that's easier to accept and live with than the truth: "My son is stealing from charity and abusing my trust". It also kept you out of trouble, and your reputation intact.

Make a donation - a proper one - and by the power vested in me by the interweb and b3ta, we will forgive you.
(The Incredible Sulk Finally remembered his password on, Tue 16 Dec 2008, 0:59, closed)

Using my authority as a Brownie Leader (Hawk Owl) *slaps your wrist*
(Mrs Ballunatic counting calories, not votes., Tue 16 Dec 2008, 11:13, closed)

Brownies
No click for you until you fess up
(Said Debt, Tue 16 Dec 2008, 13:23, closed)

sacred promise!
i've clicked, now promise you'll 'fess up
(baldpig pee'd in your pool on, Tue 16 Dec 2008, 18:58, closed)