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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Close but not quiteThe only time I have even come close to shoplifting was when I was about five and went with my Mum to the local supermarket. Except this was so long ago that it wasn't called a supermarket.
Like a previous poster I also had an obsession with buttons and was desperately envious of the cashiers who got to press buttons on the till. This being prehistory, tills, or cash registers as we called them at the time, were mechanical. Nothing went beep. Instead we had click-click-click-WHIRR as the numbers were typed in and then added on to the paper bill.
One day, my Mum was cashing up at the till when I wandered over to the other unmanned till and decided that now was my chance to press buttons.
click-WHIRR and the cash tray popped open. A major panic by the shop staff followed. I was nearly in tears and my Mum was telling me off. However, they told her that it shouldn't have been turned on so it wasn't my fault at all.
Since then I have been a saint.
(, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 13:32, Reply)
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