been caught stealin! once, when i was 18! I enjoy stealin,
Well, just as the title implies, I was caught stealing, but not captured ;)
I guess this really deserves some explanation. Chris decided he wanted to read the whole Wizard of Earthsee trilogy by Ursula LeGuin, which I thought was a great idea, because they're wonderful books. So we go to barnes n' noble, and find the books. Now I have stolen from there plenty of times before with no incident. But today was different. I stash the more expensive of the two books in my back pocket, and as I cool/casually walk out of the store "beep beep beep beep". At this point your mind has a quarter of a second to make two very different decisions, either you can bite the bullet and throw in the flag. Or you can high tail it in hopes that there are no cops near by, and your faster than whoever is going to chase you. I went for the high road. As I buck out of the store, someone obviously follows me, because I didnt turn around to look back, all I heard was "Stop!", I keep running, "Your friend's still inside dude! We'll Get you!". Fucking pansy I thought as I kept running (yes i recognize the irony in that).
I get across the street, fucking exhausted, lay in a ditch to recatch my breath, proceed into the neighborhood across the street, hide behind a house and plan my next move. The whole time Chris is constantly calling my cell, but im not fucking up, mainly because of the whole,"Your friend's still inside dude! We'll Get you!", thing. I get my friend jesse to pick me up and take me home, have another friend as an intemediary between me and chris, find out chris is actually alone, and he comes to pick me up from my home. I give chris his book. Chris tells me the guy came back into the store when some woman asked him "did you catch him?", to which he responded "no, he ran like a girl". Well your GODDAMN right I fucking ran, im EIGHTEEN and if you think im going to fucking jail for some shitty book you can kiss my ass.
On a side note, today as I was going to return my movie to blockbuster (a week late), Im waiting for someone to leave a parking spot (it is understandably fucking packed today) when some douche with a thousand fucking jesus stickers flys in from the otherside while the guy pulling out is in front of me still and takes the spot. I drive by wait for him to get out and yell "Jesus hates you, you fucking dipshit!". Of course I run into the guy when i go to subway, where he says "oh im so sorry, i didnt see you". My ass.
I guess this really deserves some explanation. Chris decided he wanted to read the whole Wizard of Earthsee trilogy by Ursula LeGuin, which I thought was a great idea, because they're wonderful books. So we go to barnes n' noble, and find the books. Now I have stolen from there plenty of times before with no incident. But today was different. I stash the more expensive of the two books in my back pocket, and as I cool/casually walk out of the store "beep beep beep beep". At this point your mind has a quarter of a second to make two very different decisions, either you can bite the bullet and throw in the flag. Or you can high tail it in hopes that there are no cops near by, and your faster than whoever is going to chase you. I went for the high road. As I buck out of the store, someone obviously follows me, because I didnt turn around to look back, all I heard was "Stop!", I keep running, "Your friend's still inside dude! We'll Get you!". Fucking pansy I thought as I kept running (yes i recognize the irony in that).
I get across the street, fucking exhausted, lay in a ditch to recatch my breath, proceed into the neighborhood across the street, hide behind a house and plan my next move. The whole time Chris is constantly calling my cell, but im not fucking up, mainly because of the whole,"Your friend's still inside dude! We'll Get you!", thing. I get my friend jesse to pick me up and take me home, have another friend as an intemediary between me and chris, find out chris is actually alone, and he comes to pick me up from my home. I give chris his book. Chris tells me the guy came back into the store when some woman asked him "did you catch him?", to which he responded "no, he ran like a girl". Well your GODDAMN right I fucking ran, im EIGHTEEN and if you think im going to fucking jail for some shitty book you can kiss my ass.
On a side note, today as I was going to return my movie to blockbuster (a week late), Im waiting for someone to leave a parking spot (it is understandably fucking packed today) when some douche with a thousand fucking jesus stickers flys in from the otherside while the guy pulling out is in front of me still and takes the spot. I drive by wait for him to get out and yell "Jesus hates you, you fucking dipshit!". Of course I run into the guy when i go to subway, where he says "oh im so sorry, i didnt see you". My ass.