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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I never ever stole as a kid.But a few years back I took a career break that got a bit out of hand, and I spent a few months skint while I sorted myself another job. During this time I had to turn to thieving to feed my addiction….which came a surprise to me.
For years I’d developed a habit of going to bed plugged into my little Sony radio that fed off AAA batteries. What I discovered when the money and the batteries ran out is I could no longer sleep a wink without it. I’d just lie there wide awake in the quite, getting stressed because I had no sounds to take me to sleep.
I was desperate. No job, no money, no batteries and no fucking sleep, it was driving me nuts.
So, I took to stealing packs of Duracell from my local supermarket. Nothing else just four packs of AAAs, when the need arose.
The thing about shop lifting is you become hyper-aware of the people around you and what they’re doing. AND you spot fellow shoplifters, well the bad ones anyway. E.g is that 17 year old chav in the drinks section, intently reading the labels on two bottles, really trying to decide between purchasing Chateaux Neuf Du Pape and Blue WKD, or just waiting for me to fuck off so he can shove one (I’m guessing the WKD) up his jumper.
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Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Fri 11 Jan 2008, 10:52,
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Chat du pap...a top drink if ever there was one.. very close to macon blanc village (sept thats white)
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