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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Not technically shoplifting but...
I used to help out a mate (let's call him Mark) of mine who collected scrap cars. One day he comes round to mine to pick up one of my 'dead' bangers from the weekends racing, so we stick that on the back of the lorry and on the way have a look at a Vauxhall that someone had asked him to take.
We eventually find a Gold Vauxhall Cavalier (pay attention this is relevant)in a car park behind some flats in the rabbit warren that is one of the Crawley housing estates.
Problem is there's no keys to be found and we the bloke isn't answering his phone.
Mark comes up with the bright idea of towing it back to the yard behind the lorry with me driving, to be fair it was only a few miles and the car didn't look that bad. So we break in, disable the steeing lock and off we go.
After an eventfull journey (no brakes and very notchy steering)we get back to the yard and decide to have a look in the boot, only to find it full of kids toys, golf clubs and other stuff.
Finally the bloke who's car it is rings back to ask why we haven't taken his car yet....oops, his was a Red Vauxhall Chevette in the next car park along...bugger.
Mark then craps his pants, as he's been a bit of a naughty boy in the past and is well known to the local police, and decides to fess up and phone the local plod. I could actually hear the laughter on the other end of the phone as the rozzers heard the sorry tale. Their advice was 'put it back where you found it...quickly'
So we did.
Apologies for length and all that muck.
( , Wed 16 Jan 2008, 17:32, Reply)
I used to help out a mate (let's call him Mark) of mine who collected scrap cars. One day he comes round to mine to pick up one of my 'dead' bangers from the weekends racing, so we stick that on the back of the lorry and on the way have a look at a Vauxhall that someone had asked him to take.
We eventually find a Gold Vauxhall Cavalier (pay attention this is relevant)in a car park behind some flats in the rabbit warren that is one of the Crawley housing estates.
Problem is there's no keys to be found and we the bloke isn't answering his phone.
Mark comes up with the bright idea of towing it back to the yard behind the lorry with me driving, to be fair it was only a few miles and the car didn't look that bad. So we break in, disable the steeing lock and off we go.
After an eventfull journey (no brakes and very notchy steering)we get back to the yard and decide to have a look in the boot, only to find it full of kids toys, golf clubs and other stuff.
Finally the bloke who's car it is rings back to ask why we haven't taken his car yet....oops, his was a Red Vauxhall Chevette in the next car park along...bugger.
Mark then craps his pants, as he's been a bit of a naughty boy in the past and is well known to the local police, and decides to fess up and phone the local plod. I could actually hear the laughter on the other end of the phone as the rozzers heard the sorry tale. Their advice was 'put it back where you found it...quickly'
So we did.
Apologies for length and all that muck.
( , Wed 16 Jan 2008, 17:32, Reply)
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