Pitting the twits from Sat. night, and a question for former shoplifters.

I may be misunderstanding here, but it sounds like you are justifying your stealing, and you seem to think that what you did at Wal-Mart was funny, not criminal.

I’m not sure where people get the idea that stealing anything from anyone is anything but a crime.

Dunno what any of those “tips” were, but one seemed to imply underpaid clerks wouldn’t care… which I think is crap. My least-paying job was working at a gas-station, and nothing pissed me off more than the drive-offs, money scammers, and even that one guy who I swear stole that bottle of Coke, but I couldn’t prove it. Getting minimum wage and knowing someone got something for free didn’t make me apathetic - it made me fantasize about the shoplifter, the broom closet, and the portable emergency car boost battery.

OTOH, one of our friends has gone after shoplifters at the grocery store where he works. This once resulted in him spending about four hours in the courthouse on his day off; after that, he says “never again!”

A friend of mine used to be a heroin addict. He told me he’d walk into a K-Mart, load up a cart with stereo equipment, than push it out of the store as if he had paid for it. He’d then sell the stolen goods for his fix.

Another friend has a teenage son who got busted for shoplifting. He tried on a new pair of shoes, with a new pair of socks. He told the cashier he was wearing the shoes and that he’d pay for them. He didn’t say anything about the socks. The security guard nabbed him on the way out.

My friend got called by the cops. He came to the store, as well as his son’s mother. On the way back to her house, she told the son, “Don’t do that again. You’re not any good at it!” My friend added, “And it’s WRONG!” The mother said, “Yeah yeah yeah, but you don’t know how to keep from getting caught.” My friend added “AND IT’S WRONG!”

When my friend was finally alone with his son, his son told him his mother taught him and his sisters that was the way you got free socks.

I hate to admit it, but I’ve shoplifted before.

This was when The Cody and I were flat broke. We’d steal books from B&N (I’d only steal from there because it was rediculously easy to steal from) and sell them to Half Price Books to pay for electric. Never made enough for rent, but at least we had power until we moved out. Well, sometimes we’d take books we actually wanted, like graphic novels for Cody, or philosophy books I wanted.

I’ve also had klepto friends. Adam and Jenni. Adam would steal the strangest things from anywhere. I honestly can’t remember everything he stle, but I do remember him stealing a buttload of buttons for me. Jenni would occasionally steal from places with supposedly great security systems just to do it. Other times, she’d steal food and leave it on my counter. One time, she stole several boxed frozen pizzas. I’d occasionally refuse to go into store with either of them because I was afraid of getting caught.

Which Adam eventually did. We were on vacation from Austin (before I moved up here). Went to Cedar Point, then came to where I now live to visit my dad before we went to Chicago (which we ended up not doing). We went to a little town’s Meijer store to get movie and trip snacks before we went to see Star Wars II before we headed to Chicago. Note: The Cody had blue hair, I had blue/purple/black hair, and Adam had green hair. Stood out like a sore thumb. As we leave, Adam gets busted. We drop the groceries off in my car before going back inside to try to find out what happened. I knew he shoplifted, I just didn’t know what, of if he’d be getting arrested. Couldn’t just leave him there, 1,200 miles from home. He ended up getting arrested, and his and my dad had to communicate back and forth to get him bailed out ($200) before Cody and I could leave for home (by this time, it’s too late to go to Chicago). Needless to say, The Cody and I were pissed, his dad was pissed, and Adam was banned from my dad’s house. Not to mention being wanted in several states (never showed up for court, duh).

Over what, you may ask?

A pack of cigarettes.

Jesus.

Another way to break the law,

Kidnap Lynn Bodini and Coldfire. Tie both of them to a tree next to an fireant hill. Pour honey all over them. Just sit back and watch both of these turds get tortured by the bites. Then laugh and walk away.

Is that illegal also? So is censorship in the United States.

To Coldfire and Bitch Bodini! I’m back!
Sincerely (not really)

Senor Boogie Woogie
Broadway Danny Rose
Shep Proudfoot
Corndog Man
Jeff lebowski’s brother
Crazy Grady
Cowboy Smith
Slim Monkee
Member
Senor Woogie Boogie
Mr. Fu
51 cent

:rolleyes:

Another person who doesn’t understand private vs. gov’t censorship.

And I don’t think the half-life on penny plus brain here is going to be long.

Is it really? I always thought that the only taboo about administrative stuff was the ignore list.

Wow. Your parents must be very proud.

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I’m sorry, what? I honestly can’t recall taking notice of any of these names.

A guy I was good friends with in high school was stabbed to death working at a convenience store by some guys snagging a case of beer. They killed my friend… over a case of beer. Fuckers.

People who walk out of places with cartfulls of merchadise is prolly more common than we know. Think about it… if someone sees it happening they figure they are supposed to be doing it. That no one would have enough balls to do it if they weren’t supposed to be.

My ex husband walked out of a grocery store with a cart jam packed full of groceries [ended up being about $200 worth]. We were staying with a friend and he called us to come and get him at the store, he said there was something wrong with the van. He had gone to get cigarettes and was nowhere to be found when we got there. However… the van he drove there in was full of food. Our friend went and got the manager and helped him load it all up and take it back into the store. We found out later my ex was hiding in the bushes watching the whole time. He was slightly pissed that he was foiled. He felt totally justified in doing it… cause we were running low on cash at the time.

We later lived across the street from a grocery store and he would take empty plastic sacks in with him - stuffed in his pocket and load them up and just walk out the door. He would also walk out with 12-paks of beer or big huge hams. I’m lucky he never pulled it while I was waiting in the car for him some time… I would have been busted for being the “get away driver”. His excuse was again that we were broke… so instead of getting a job he would just steal stuff. He always felt like the world owed him anyway… most likely the motive a lot of the time.

He started stealing from a very young age. It was almost second nature to him. I wouldn’t go anywhere with him for fear I would get busted right along with him. He only got busted once when we were married. He stole a leather coat that was hanging in a restaurant… and a 1/2 gallon of vodka from the bar there. He had the biggest imaginery balls in the world. Walked right out the door with them. They called the cops and they were soon knocking on our door. He spent the night in jail… no big thing for him. Coincidentally it was the same time we were staying with the friend from the grocery store incident above. Some people never learn…

Jesus, Opal! I was thinking more along the lines of getting knocked over or punched in the face.

Uh, that was directed to OpalCat. Sorry.

When I was eighteen, I got a job in the liquor department of a Grace Bros Department Store in Sydney.

The first day on the job was an induction course. They gave us a talk about shoplifters, and how to spot them. This talk included a detailed explanation of several shoplifting techniques!

How much company loyalty has an eighteen year-old who has been on the job for less than a day? And they taught us how to shoplift???

I still remember the techniques. No, I’ve never used them, but they were methods I’d never have thought up on my own.

AFIK, yes you’re not supposed to annouce that you’ve reported a post. Probably has something to do with implying you think the the author of the post is a troll.

To the banned guy with multiple personalities: get a life. Might want to get psychiatric help while you’re at it. :wink:

Only thing I ever stole was back when I was eleven, though it was much more in the nature of vandalism (not trying to excuse it - just being precise). The town I lived in at the time had a main drag with one of those lit letterbox signs that are used to spell out different messages. Because we were remarkably uncreative, we stole the last two letters off the sign saying “The Fulton Assoc” We did it late at night, but it was always fixed by the next morning. We must have done it six or seven times before we quit. It was incredibly funny to us at the time. Then again, we were eleven in a small Arkansas town. Beavis and Butthead had nothing on us…

There is a building near the University of Arizona that has, in HUGE letters painted on the side of the building, “Happiness is Submission to God”…

Directly following that is a large area of discolored paint. At least once a month someone paints “zilla” afterward, you see, and they need to paint over it.

Alright, I confess. Former shoplifter here. I’ve lifted books from Half-Price, but only because it’s so ridiculously easy. Do they really think somebody who WANTS to lift books will heed the ‘do not take merchandise into the restroom’ sign on the bathroom door?

I also lifted a hardback copy of “Brain Droppings” from a Waldenbooks once just to see if I could get away with it. It was a HUGE and really heavy book and I wanted to see if I would get caught. I had a rather large empty leather purse that was obviously empty when I came in. I walked up to the aisle where the book was located, picked it up, looked at it and decided I wanted it. Not because I needed it, or even because I liked tGeorge Carlin. I just wanted to see if I could get away with it, so I stuffed it in my purse and calmly walked out. Then RAN out of the mall to my place of work across the street, expecting somebody to come after me, which never happened.

But since getting married, I have not thiefed anything serious…mostly just pens from work.

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