I am going to find out if confession is good for the soul. My crime haunts me to this day. One Saturday I went to the
Goodwill Store to buy a wallet. I picked out a red one, kind of frayed around the edges, but it would do. Then I headed to the front of the store to pay and saw that the checkout line stretched to the back of the store. I thought of all the things I had to get done that day. I took a quick look about, popped it in my coat pocket, and beat a swift retreat out the door. I felt a moment of guilt as I drove off but rationalized it away by telling myself that they didn't pay for it either.
But Karma got me in the end.
One of my kids gangsta freinds shoplifted her a new hoodie at the mall. I saw it on the table in all it's 50.00 glory, tags still on it. Dana told me what happened. I resacked it and took it to the mall to return to it's rightful owner. Unbeknownst to me it still had security devices on it. I decided to cut through Younker's to get to Zoomie's. Their security alarm went off as soon as I passed through their door. I stood there in confusion holding the sack. A store
clerk glanced at me suspiciously but then went back to her work. I guess they get a lot of false alarms. Quickly I crossed the store and headed out the front entrance into the mall theme park and the alarm went off again! Heart pounding, I bolted for Zoomie's. I glanced behind me to see if anyone was in pursuit, imagining that angry hoardes were after me. It seemed to me that everyone I passed was looking at me hatefully. I rushed into Zoomie's where their alarm failed to go off. I stood in the long line and began to calm down. I reasoned that there was no point in me spending my life in a line of overindulged teenagers so I took it over to the hoodie section, found a hanger, hung it up, and left. I was never so happy to leave the mall.
Goodwill Store to buy a wallet. I picked out a red one, kind of frayed around the edges, but it would do. Then I headed to the front of the store to pay and saw that the checkout line stretched to the back of the store. I thought of all the things I had to get done that day. I took a quick look about, popped it in my coat pocket, and beat a swift retreat out the door. I felt a moment of guilt as I drove off but rationalized it away by telling myself that they didn't pay for it either.
But Karma got me in the end.
One of my kids gangsta freinds shoplifted her a new hoodie at the mall. I saw it on the table in all it's 50.00 glory, tags still on it. Dana told me what happened. I resacked it and took it to the mall to return to it's rightful owner. Unbeknownst to me it still had security devices on it. I decided to cut through Younker's to get to Zoomie's. Their security alarm went off as soon as I passed through their door. I stood there in confusion holding the sack. A store
clerk glanced at me suspiciously but then went back to her work. I guess they get a lot of false alarms. Quickly I crossed the store and headed out the front entrance into the mall theme park and the alarm went off again! Heart pounding, I bolted for Zoomie's. I glanced behind me to see if anyone was in pursuit, imagining that angry hoardes were after me. It seemed to me that everyone I passed was looking at me hatefully. I rushed into Zoomie's where their alarm failed to go off. I stood in the long line and began to calm down. I reasoned that there was no point in me spending my life in a line of overindulged teenagers so I took it over to the hoodie section, found a hanger, hung it up, and left. I was never so happy to leave the mall.