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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Shoplifting?
There's a bookshop about 20 minutes' walk from my work. So I walk there each lunchtime, select a book, sit in a comfy chair and read for twenty minutes or so. I get though about a book a week this way and have saved untold pounds by reading books I'd never fork out for.
On a vaguely related theme, last time I travelled from Doncaster airport, I noticed that there is only one seat for the entire airport to share. But there are numerous wheelchairs. So I wheeled myself one into a nice space and sat there reading my newspaper until the check-in desk opened. The security people were eying me up but none of them wanted to be the first to ask me if I was really a cripple.
( , Mon 14 Jan 2008, 12:59, Reply)
There's a bookshop about 20 minutes' walk from my work. So I walk there each lunchtime, select a book, sit in a comfy chair and read for twenty minutes or so. I get though about a book a week this way and have saved untold pounds by reading books I'd never fork out for.
On a vaguely related theme, last time I travelled from Doncaster airport, I noticed that there is only one seat for the entire airport to share. But there are numerous wheelchairs. So I wheeled myself one into a nice space and sat there reading my newspaper until the check-in desk opened. The security people were eying me up but none of them wanted to be the first to ask me if I was really a cripple.
( , Mon 14 Jan 2008, 12:59, Reply)
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