Confess your micro-crimes here

I watch live streaming sports on offshore internet sites, nearly every day. I have absolutely no qualms whatsoever about committing intellectual property crimes. Especially when legitimate fee-for-service providers refuse to air the events I want to watch, or worse, black them out. In most cases, I still see the commercials, which is the only reason the events are televised in the first place, so what’s their beef?

I once put a package of batteries in my pocket because I had to go and deal with my young son. I forgot they were there, didn’t realize that I had them until I left the store, and didn’t go back because I didn’t want some overzealous store manager to have me arrested for shoplifting. So an honest mistake became theft.

That incident later cost my at a job interview because I try to be scrupulously honest and as such I said that I had stolen something on the application and I got the stinkeye at the interview. So much for honesty being the best policy.

That’s probably the worst of my micro crimes. Maybe one day I’ll talk about my big crime when I feel like being stoned by you guys.

I smuggled a banana into the United Kingdom. Completely forgot I’d put in it my backpack.

I once visited Oregon, where they have no sales tax, and on my way home bought a Taco Bell burrito at the last exit before the state line. I then drove across the bridge into Washington and consumed the burrito within the state of Washington, and did not thereafter file the appropriate paperwork with the Department of Revenue to pay the sales tax on untaxed goods purchased out of state.

I once brought a small amount of radioactive material across state lines with out any documentation.

Is international arms smuggling a micro-crime?

“Somebody I know well” once drove from Alaska to California with hand guns in their vehicle. Neither country’s border agents caught the criminal.

My grocery store offers free parsley with any produce purchase. I have helped myself to parsley even though I didn’t make a produce purchase. Since I used the self-check out, my crime went unnoticed.

All my games and movies are torrented. Haven’t bought one in 15 years.

I almost forgot the year I lived in an apartment complex next to San Diego stadium. Did you know those barricades that look like 8 foot high jail bars designed to keep people out really don’t? The ones that keep people from entering through the exits. The bars were just a bit too far apart, and a little too flexible. Saw many of the Charger’s home games that year. Didn’t even have to pay for parking as it was a short walk.

When I was a teenager I stole those colourful plastic milk crates from behind stores and used them as shelves.

Your “friend” and I should talk.

:slight_smile:

Back in October I bought a coupon book for five Wendy’s Frosties.

I have since ordered three Frosties free of charge and have yet had to relinquish any of my coupons.

I eat grapes at the grocery store.

I absolve you of this one, since I had one of thosose kiosks rip me off for $40, the cost of a new tank. The karmic wheel is balanced. :wink:

Is that a banana in your backpack or are you just happy to see me?

Doesn’t really work that way.

:smiley:

I make personal copies on the office printer and don’t pay for them.

I don’t pay TV licence. I also have a couple of books I’ve never returned to the public library in a town I lived in 15 years ago.

  • When I was a kid I used to break thermometers on purpose and play with the mercury. I never touched it; I used a tool. I broke more than one. When someone in my family was sick and in need of it, I pretend that I knew nothing about it.

  • Unpaid copies at work

There have been several times when I’ve honestly forgot to pay my fare on the bus. And there has been a couple of times when I “forgot.” The second of those times was when I got off near the end of the route. The bus was empty except for the two of us and I deliberately engaged the driver in conversation, then acted as though it had slipped my mind when I got off. The driver didn’t say anything, just went on he merry way, but I started feeling guilty so I waited for him to finish his route and come back so I could give him my fare. Just told him I forgot, though, not the whole story. Haven’t tried that in the 30 or so years since.

My micro-crimewave is exceeding the speed limit.

Glow in the dark watch? Smoke detector?

My family and I will sometimes take our own snacks and drinks to the theater.