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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All a big mis-understanding!
I was about 4 years old, and was with my mum in the Post Office. On the shelf, for reasons I have never really worked out, were some plastic life-size rats for sale. I thought it would be an AMAZING joke to hide one within my duffel coat and then pull it out to surprise my mum with (insert joke here).
Unfortunately John, the man who ran the Post Office, saw me putting the plastic rodent into my coat and sharply yelled at me to "bloody well put that back!". This made me cry some tears.
Real shoplifting occurred a little later, firstly when I was about 11 or 12. I think it was a Twix I nicked, simply to see if I could.
Then, when I got my paper-round when I was 13, I would wait until the shop-owner went out the back, then reach up to the top shelf and grab the nearest porno, then shove it in my paper-bag. I would then look at all the lady parts while on my paper-round, it was great. fun.
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 16:39, Reply)
I was about 4 years old, and was with my mum in the Post Office. On the shelf, for reasons I have never really worked out, were some plastic life-size rats for sale. I thought it would be an AMAZING joke to hide one within my duffel coat and then pull it out to surprise my mum with (insert joke here).
Unfortunately John, the man who ran the Post Office, saw me putting the plastic rodent into my coat and sharply yelled at me to "bloody well put that back!". This made me cry some tears.
Real shoplifting occurred a little later, firstly when I was about 11 or 12. I think it was a Twix I nicked, simply to see if I could.
Then, when I got my paper-round when I was 13, I would wait until the shop-owner went out the back, then reach up to the top shelf and grab the nearest porno, then shove it in my paper-bag. I would then look at all the lady parts while on my paper-round, it was great. fun.
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 16:39, Reply)
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