Confessions…
Published by Matt Glover July 2nd, 2006 in Family & ParentingOK, so yesterday the boys and I head out to the shops to pick up a few things and give my wife a bit of time off. We didn’t have lot to pick up, just some socks and a new dust-buster, plus we planned to have some mornng tea in the food court and look in every toy department/shop we could find.
We head into K-Mart and find the socks straight away. The pusher has a nice little pouch thing on top, so I stash them in there and we head off looking for a dust-buster. Nothing really takes our fancy here, so we go to the toys for about 15 minutes and then try Big-W.
There’s lots of dust-busters in Big-W, but the only one we like is sold out. Bummer. After 20 minutes in the toy department, we make our way to Myer.
Myer was great when it came to dust-busters. A big range and a 10% off sale! We got this spaceship looking thing that could suck up a bowling ball from 10m away. We take it up to the counter to pay and hand over the cash. The assistant hands it back in a plastic bag and I go to hang it over the handles of the pushers to make it easier to carry. And then it happened.
I opened the pouch.
There were the socks from K’Mart. Unpaid for. Stolen. Hot property. Nicked.
I suddenly gasped for breath and swung around expecting the K-Mart security to pounce at any moment. Every person around me was looking at me with suspicion. I was a fugitive on the run.
In my mind was the dilema of what to do now. Do I just go home and pretend nothing happened, waiting for my conscience to become dull to the nagging “You’re a thief” voice inside my head? Do I dump the socks in the nearest pot plant I can find? Do I slip them into somebody else’s pusher? What do I do?!
Of course, before I could do anything, we had to go to the toy department, which happened to be right next to where we were. My eldest played with the Thomas the Tank toys while I hid behind the Bob the Builder costumes in case K-Mart security showed up.
After 20 minutes, it was time to go. And we went where any thief should never go - back to the scene of the crime. I explained to the girl behind the K-Mart service desk what had happened and handed over the cash for the socks. She just laughed at me and sent me on my way.
We drove home with a clear conscience, knowing that my feet will be warm in new socks that were honestly paid for, and that K-Mart security would not be bothering me any more.
And you know the funniest thing about this story? It’s the second time I’ve done it - last time I walked out with a toaster under my arm…
But that’s a tale for another day.
Hey, I know how that feels, I remember doing something similar once… But look, I can see how you forgot about the socks in the pusher… but the toaster UNDER YOUR ARM??? How’d you miss that one? (And this is really making me question those security beepers they have at the stores!!) It seems those things aren’t going off when you haven’t paid for something, but just a few weeks ago, I bought a DVD, and every store I went into afterwards the alarm went off! Those things are weird… anyway… Watch out for the K-Mart security… I think I saw about 25 “security guards” in your garden… they’re onto you Matt!!
lol MATT THAT IS HILARIOUS!!! it has already been said but seriously? A TOASTER UNDER UR ARM?!?!? HOW CAN U MISS THAT ONE! lol ur weird sometimes! lo0l newaygood job at going back to the scene of the crime!! =)