ShopliftingWhen I was young and impressionable and on holiday in France, I followed some friends into a sweet shop and we each stole something. I was so mortified by this, I returned them.
My lack of French hampered this somewhat - they had no idea why the small English boy wanted to add some chews to the open box, and saw it as an attempt by a nasty foreigner oik to contaminate their stock. Not my best day.
What have you lifted?
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chthonic, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 11:13)
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Karma strikesI stole a line of coat hooks from a dodgy bar as a dare. I hid them down my trouser leg. Unfortunately they were nearly the same length as my actual leg and the combination of trying to walk down the steps to get outside without bending one of my knees and also being moderately inebriated, the enevitable happened and I fell down the stairs. It didn't hurt (as the effects of alcohol provided ample cushioning against the pain) and I hopped down the road giggling like a loon. The next day I was covered in bruises and meekly returned the row of coat hooks to the bar, leaving them propped outside the door - what was I going to do with them anyway? They were rubbish and smelt of beer.
A few weeks ago I accidentally stole some organic rocket leaves from my local Tesco - I didn't realise as they were hidden in the bottom of my trolly until after I'd done the whole self service scan your own food thing and I couldn't be bothered to go back. How appaulingly middle class I have become...
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hanabanana, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 12:15,
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That gets a clickJust for the organic rocket leaves.
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chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 14:01,
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