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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Not lifting per seI was in a store of a major chain of clothing brand (rhymes with Liver Thailand) near my home town in the midst of the 'January' sales towards the end of December when I noticed that this man-bag I had been eyeing up for months now was on sale, and there was only one of them left.
'Great!' I thought, and so I trotted to the tills like a pig on E, my man-bag and some very nice shirts grasped firmly in my eager hands and gave the required amount of cash to the nice-looking (I recall) woman behind the counter.
Mother Fantastic duly takes me home, and I decide to investigate the full spec of my new man bag. I opened it, drooling with anticipation, took out all of the useless plastic and paper and while rooting around the bottom of the bag, looking for secret compartments, my hand falls upon something. I pull this small leather square out and examine it...
Jimi Hendrix motif wallet, complete with "SALE! ONLY £7!" tag. 'Free wallet!!' I exclaim, and proceed to force all manner of crap inside this shiny new wallet from my old one without a thought of taking my swag back - it is a 10 mile round trip after all!
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(, Fri 11 Jan 2008, 18:15, 2 replies)
I was getting in touch with my metrosexual side.
Ok, I've got no excuse, my girlfriend moved to Malaysia last week.
*cries*
(, Sat 12 Jan 2008, 0:46, closed)
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