Shoplifting
When 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?
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 11:13)
When 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?
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 11:13)
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Not exactly shoplifting
I popped to Spar shortly before christmas to pick up a few treats to eat while watching a movie, and took my 2 year old son with me whoe insisted on carrying the shopping basket. He followed me around dutifully while I spoke on the phone to my wife (if I get the wrong biscuits I'm as good as dead, so I have to constantly clarify what she wants while running errands like this). Anyway, we get to the checkout where the hatchet faced crone behind the counter stuffs everything into carrier bags and scowls at my littly boy who is laughing at a puppy belonging to the person next to me. My attention is also distracted by the son/puppy affair and I just handed over my card, put in my pin and don't bother to check either my receipt or the shopping.
When I got home I check the receipt to find I have just spent fifteen pounds. Fifteen pounds? on emptying the bag I find that my little two year old has put about 12 toys into the shopping basket while I wasn't looking and I hadn't noticed......
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 12:47, 1 reply)
I popped to Spar shortly before christmas to pick up a few treats to eat while watching a movie, and took my 2 year old son with me whoe insisted on carrying the shopping basket. He followed me around dutifully while I spoke on the phone to my wife (if I get the wrong biscuits I'm as good as dead, so I have to constantly clarify what she wants while running errands like this). Anyway, we get to the checkout where the hatchet faced crone behind the counter stuffs everything into carrier bags and scowls at my littly boy who is laughing at a puppy belonging to the person next to me. My attention is also distracted by the son/puppy affair and I just handed over my card, put in my pin and don't bother to check either my receipt or the shopping.
When I got home I check the receipt to find I have just spent fifteen pounds. Fifteen pounds? on emptying the bag I find that my little two year old has put about 12 toys into the shopping basket while I wasn't looking and I hadn't noticed......
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 12:47, 1 reply)
He sounds like a criminal mastermind
Even down to the cunning distraction at the end
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 21:53, closed)
Even down to the cunning distraction at the end
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 21:53, closed)
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