Doing the double...
I was at Heathrow airport - sixteen, alone, and bored off my face waiting the endless hours and hours and hours before the inevitable tedium of sitting on a plane to see my parents 1/4 of the way round the world in Bangladesh.

"I know what will entertain me and get the adrenaline flowing!!" my stupid teenage mind thought, "A thieving spree!"

So setting out with my cunning ninja-like abilities, I nicked a magazine. A magazine! Just pick it up, walk round the shop for a bit - and out into the main lounge . . . NICKED!!!
So I tried it again - with another magazine. . . . STOLEN!
So I tried purloining a book to read on he plane . . . THIEVED!
So I went for a cassette (Born to Be Wild - a collection of rock "classics" I believe) . . . picked up two cassettes, pocketed one, and put the other back on the shelf - NO PROBLEM!

So I went for a walkman….

A yellow Sony splash-proof sports walkman.

I put it on the top of a freshly acquired trolley, put a (stolen) magazine over the top - and walked casually out.

The guilt I felt on the plane when I opened the box to get the walkman out was quite unpleasant. Until I started listening to my new rock tape! ROCK N ROLL!!

Time passed - it was a good walkman, and served we well for about a year - until my sister took a like to it. So my mum, ever one to try to keep everyone happy - offered to buy it from me for my sister for one of her birthday presents (technology being hard to come by in Bangladesh 20 years ago) - and I accepted.

Then after a few months I nicked it off my sister.

TL;DR - I nicked the same walkman twice.
(SigourneysBeaver took off and nuked the entire site from orbit on, Fri 8 Nov 2013, 9:44, Reply)