During my early teens there was not a great deal to do in my social life. A saturday afternoon would normally consist of going into the town centre with a couple of mates and looking round the shops. There then came a time when Big Dave started shoplifting and encouraged me to do the same. I started off by putting my hand into the pick n mix in Woolworths, which seemed to work great. I was never caught and got free sweets. This made me feel confident enough to go to the next level.
It was around easter time, and BHS were selling eastereggs. As soon as you entered the shop they had a table with several eastereggs on display. I stood there looking around, and saw no sign of any security guards, so I picked up an egg and started to walk towards the doors. Then I heard a voice from behind me 'What do you think you're doing?', coming from an older aged woman around the age of 60. I stood there frozen looking at her, to which she then said 'It's a good job there is no security around, in fact I'm going to get some'. I ran with the egg back to the display table, placed it back down and I ran out of the shop. I did not stop running until I was clear of the town centre and in a nearby park. Big Dave found it hysterically funny, but I did not. Since that day I have never attempted to shoplift anything else and never intend to again, just incase there is a 60 year old woman behind me who is likely to report me to a security guard.
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