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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Theiving Doncaster BastardsMy own story doesn't concern me stealing, but I did act as an accomplice...score!
The school I went to was part of a much larger educational foundation which, at the time, ran 3 schools across the country, one in Gateshead, one in Middlesbrough, and one in Doncaster. The Foundation's head decided it would be a good idea for all of us boys to go on a collective rugby tour taking players from each of the three schools - great idea, we thought.
So there we are, whisked away for a week of fun and rugby games up in Scotland. In between games, it quickly became clear that we had nothing to do, so the teachers decided that there was no better idea than to set us free on the streets of Edinburgh.
Off we went, I was friendly with one of the Doncaster boys, and so we walked around and looked in the shops for a while. It came to the point that he was really bored and decided that we should go into a characteristically Scottish shop and take the piss, so we did. Upon getting no reaction from the shopkeeper we walked out, only to find some tartan hats (attached to an accompanying ginger wig) hanging above the door. My new friend tried one on, gave a twirl and walked out...with it on.
I walked out of the shop to find him sprinting down the street, so me, as a 15 year old alone in a city I didn't know, did the same, absolutely shitting myself. He stopped around a corner and assured me that it was just a joke and not to tell anybody.
We walked back to meet the teachers, when one of them commented on my friend's new hat. 'Oh fuck', I thought, 'they saw, and I'm an accomplice!' To which my friend said 'Oh yeah, sir, nice isn't it? Didn't cost much either, did it nyorsk?'
So there I was shitting myself, whilst he rubbed his shoplifting into the unknowing teacher's face.
As it happened, this wasn't the only example of the Doncaster boys being a bunch of unruly bastards, us Gateshead lads were angels compared to them. I never spoke to him again after, either.
Legnth? You bloody love it.
(, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 12:20, 1 reply)
I'm from Doncaster :DTypical Doncaster behaviour.
(, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 20:39, closed)
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