The first time, as a kid, I just wanted to show an item that was in the shop to a friend who was in the street, so I ran to him, I didn't realize that running with an item out of a shop looked like shoplifting. I just thought I'd put it back afterwards, but everyone thought I was a child sh…
The first time, as a kid, I just wanted to show an item that was in the shop to a friend who was in the street, so I ran to him, I didn't realize that running with an item out of a shop looked like shoplifting. I just thought I'd put it back afterwards, but everyone thought I was a child shoplifter.
The second time, as a young adult, it was a lot worse. I picked up a book I wanted to buy, then I looked at the time realizing I had only a few minutes to get to a certain place so I had to run like crazy. So I ran like crazy, forgetting to pay. An alarm rang, but I was so absorbed by the thought I had to get to that place as fast as possible, I didn't make the connection between hearing the alarm and the fact I had picked up a book. It really looked like I was fleeing. A cop stopped me as I ran. That was terrible. Everyone thought I was a thief and there was nothing I could say to prove otherwise.
The third time, later in life, I bought a big head of bananas, and since it was cold outside I wanted to protect the bananas from the cold, or else they'd be left damaged and never ripen. So I hid the bananas under my coat. They saw me walk out with a big lump so they warned the cops. The cops stopped me outside. This time I was in luck, I was able to show I had paid.
I wonder how many shoplifters are just absent-minded people who forget to pay.
I've been mistaken three times for a shoplifter.
The first time, as a kid, I just wanted to show an item that was in the shop to a friend who was in the street, so I ran to him, I didn't realize that running with an item out of a shop looked like shoplifting. I just thought I'd put it back afterwards, but everyone thought I was a child shoplifter.
The second time, as a young adult, it was a lot worse. I picked up a book I wanted to buy, then I looked at the time realizing I had only a few minutes to get to a certain place so I had to run like crazy. So I ran like crazy, forgetting to pay. An alarm rang, but I was so absorbed by the thought I had to get to that place as fast as possible, I didn't make the connection between hearing the alarm and the fact I had picked up a book. It really looked like I was fleeing. A cop stopped me as I ran. That was terrible. Everyone thought I was a thief and there was nothing I could say to prove otherwise.
The third time, later in life, I bought a big head of bananas, and since it was cold outside I wanted to protect the bananas from the cold, or else they'd be left damaged and never ripen. So I hid the bananas under my coat. They saw me walk out with a big lump so they warned the cops. The cops stopped me outside. This time I was in luck, I was able to show I had paid.
I wonder how many shoplifters are just absent-minded people who forget to pay.