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Re: STOLEN!
i stole two small boxes of ti-83 and ti-89 calculators from a college textbook store i worked at a few years ago. i was in charge of electronics inventory so it was pretty easy. the store was moving locations basically, so people were lugging bins of stuff down the street constantly to the other store location. one sunday morning while doing electronics inventory in the basement, i put the two boxes in a plastic bin, went upstairs, walked past the cashier, out the front door, and then instead of turning down the street towards the other store i put the boxes in an alley behind the store instead and brought the bin back in. then on my lunch break i carried the boxes to my car. a few months later i sold them on ebay for about ~$1000 profit, when i needed money for rent.
i did get pretty nervous and paranoid after i'd done this, especially when a couple days later my boss asked me to go and count our entire calculator stock. i thought maybe she wanted me to put down numbers in writing, and then she'd have someone else count them and see the inventory was off. but in actuality it was due to the fall semester starting soon. there is a lot of theft of calculators during book rush, so she wanted to get an accurate count before anything got stolen. i did this on literally my last week of work at this place, and yes you could describe it as a low point in my life. i was working a horrible job and living at home with my parents, however, it was while avoiding work at this job that i read a ny times article about chris moneymaker. |
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When I was 11, my friends and I stole a van. They were 13 so they drove most of the time. We went to the mall in the city about 20 minutes away. We got that sucker up to 95! When it was my turn to drive, they put me in a quiet, residential neighborhood. I immediately plowed into a lamppost and a parked car. We ran like hell.
In the following weeks, guilt consumed me. I left my t-shirt in the car and had dreams that the police would publish a photo of it in the newspaper and I would be caught. I was so wracked with shame that I told my mom what happened. [img]/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img] |
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When I was 11, my friends and I stole a van. They were 13 so they drove most of the time. We went to the mall in the city about 20 minutes away. We got that sucker up to 95! When it was my turn to drive, they put me in a quiet, residential neighborhood. I immediately plowed into a lamppost and a parked car. We ran like hell. In the following weeks, guilt consumed me. I left my t-shirt in the car and had dreams that the police would publish a photo of it in the newspaper and I would be caught. I was so wracked with shame that I told my mom what happened. [img]/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img] [/ QUOTE ] How did your mother respond? |
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[ QUOTE ] When I was 11, my friends and I stole a van. They were 13 so they drove most of the time. We went to the mall in the city about 20 minutes away. We got that sucker up to 95! When it was my turn to drive, they put me in a quiet, residential neighborhood. I immediately plowed into a lamppost and a parked car. We ran like hell. In the following weeks, guilt consumed me. I left my t-shirt in the car and had dreams that the police would publish a photo of it in the newspaper and I would be caught. I was so wracked with shame that I told my mom what happened. [img]/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img] [/ QUOTE ] How did your mother respond? [/ QUOTE ] She got all weepy and laid on the guilt. How could she have possibly raised a son like me? Then she told the police officer at my school and I gave a deposition. I had to spray poop outta kennels at the local humane society for 40 hours. |
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