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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How to get a spare room, for free
After me and the missus finally got our act together and started buying our own home, we decided that spending thousands of pounds on it wasn't enough. We'd also need to spend thousands of pounds filling the inside with new furtinure.
Hiring a van and travelling to the nearest furniture shop we start filling up two trollys with new furniture.
After a 4 hour shop we get to the tills with enough woodwork to keep an army of termites fed forever. Cue dippy shopgirl scanning our shopping.
Now me and Mrs Wooden Meal had done the decent thing and left all barcodes showing on every product, no matter how deeply buried the item. The girl scans everything down the leftside of each trolly, then everything over down the right. The final price is established and I pay and hurry to the van.
Maybe if she'd also taken the time to scan everything in the middle of each trolley we wouldn't have made it home with several bookcases, picture frames, table, chair and a desk.
The two of us felt thouroughly guilty as we spotted her mistake almost immediately but kept quiet hoping we'd get away with it. Though after 3 days of building the stuff and the amount of additional screws, nails, glue and powertools we had to buy , that feeling had passed.
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 13:15, Reply)
After me and the missus finally got our act together and started buying our own home, we decided that spending thousands of pounds on it wasn't enough. We'd also need to spend thousands of pounds filling the inside with new furtinure.
Hiring a van and travelling to the nearest furniture shop we start filling up two trollys with new furniture.
After a 4 hour shop we get to the tills with enough woodwork to keep an army of termites fed forever. Cue dippy shopgirl scanning our shopping.
Now me and Mrs Wooden Meal had done the decent thing and left all barcodes showing on every product, no matter how deeply buried the item. The girl scans everything down the leftside of each trolly, then everything over down the right. The final price is established and I pay and hurry to the van.
Maybe if she'd also taken the time to scan everything in the middle of each trolley we wouldn't have made it home with several bookcases, picture frames, table, chair and a desk.
The two of us felt thouroughly guilty as we spotted her mistake almost immediately but kept quiet hoping we'd get away with it. Though after 3 days of building the stuff and the amount of additional screws, nails, glue and powertools we had to buy , that feeling had passed.
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 13:15, Reply)
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