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I work in a 24 hours shop mostly nightshift.
My boss is a complete retard. He thinks he's the coolest guy on earth and everyone else is a loser and he doesn't realize that he's the jerk. Altough it would be his duty to count the money and bring the earnings to the bank, he doesn't do it. He always instructs me to do that. But that's not my job!
He's such a lazy ass. And because I don't like him and because he thinks he can do what he wants I take cigarettes and booze each time before I leave the store. He won't notice it because I have to keep track of all books.
Today, I skipped work because I wanted to go shopping.
I went to a shop and tried some clothes on, when I saw one of my bosses coming really close. He hadn't seen me then so I decided to hide behind a manikin.
At first, it looked like it would work, but then someone tapped me on my shoulder, I twitched, fell down with the dummy on top of me.
Now, I got a dissuasion from work and I have the order to stay away from the shop.
First time I did shoplifting I was 7; I had to have packs of gum I had no money for. I bought one, then after giving my money to the cashier I retrieved two more in a sleigh of hand as I was bringing my hand back to my pocket.
I shoplifted other stuff every now and then; one place I was going back a couple of times of week, to shoplift sheet-music, partitions, etc., buying one every now and then to look more legit. I talekd of the place to a classmate, who even lifted a couple violins from the shop!
I stopped al activity at 18, since I could then be held criminally responsible.
I am addicted to buy clothes - I am a shop-a-holic.
That's not the biggest problem for me. Everyone in my surroundings told me that I exaggerated with shopping and that I should stop. At first, I didn't believe them and kept on shopping, I did this until I was broke. Every single month.
Now I noticed it myself. But I am just to pride to admit to them that they were right. So now I keep on buying and wasting money just to show them I don't believe them.
I am just stupid, why do I do that?!
I work in a filling station at the drive-through checkout. Some days ago an older guy around 60 or something drove by and wanted to pay with his credit card. He talked to himself all the time, he was really a creepy hell of a guy and really really unfriendly. When I told him to wait a moment he insulted me and said that I was an incompetent loser.
He then gave me his credit card, I put it in the card reader and told him to enter his PIN. He started talking while typing as accidentally told me his code. I gave him the receipt and he drove off showing his middle finger.
But he forgot his credit card.
I drove to the mall the same day and went shopping like I had never shopped in my like.
Thank you Mr. **** for your kind gift!
I was shopping the other day looking for some cute shoes for my new dress. I even found some shoes, brown ones with closers on the right sight. Like you can imagine those shoes were SO EXPENSIVE, I could never ever in my life afford them. I just put them on, left my old sneakers behind and walked out of the store. 2 policemen were standing in front of the building, I nicely said hello and went on.
I am addicted to getting stuff. Buying it or stealing it. I need to collect everything that you can collect. I go to the city everyday to shoplift everything I can find or what I like. If I'm in a good mood, I'll spend all my money on stuff I don't need. I also use a lot of my friends to get free stuff or steal from them. I am a very organised collector. Nothing more, nothing less.
I have become a hoarder. I go on eBay late at night when everyone is asleep and I buy luxury clothing and shoes that are not even my size. I started working from home so I can accept the packages without my husband knowing. I have boxes on top of boxes and I tell him that they are inventory that I am selling online but I'm not. I haven't sold anything online in over a year or two. I am so sick over my deception and addiction that I just lay in bed all day and make plans on how I am going to rectify the situation. But all I do is wind up unpacking one box and repackaging the items in another. I don't know why I am doing this. I never cared about things like that before but now it's like if I see a Tory Burch bag for $5 with free shipping and I dont buy it I feel like I'm about to take a huge test that I am completely unprepared for, or like I'm about to jump out of a plane. The only thing that stops the anxiety is buying the item. I am out of money and I can't remember the last time I did dishes or made dinner. I just lock myself in my room and obsess over this all day and all night.
I went shopping yesterday and I kept the bra on which I was trying on, I hid the old one behind some boxes. I feel really bad right now :(
I (female, 18) took my little sister (15) shopping yesterday. While she was in the changing room trying on some of the stuff she found, I decided to play a little prank on her and opened the curtain behind which she was changing. She screamed and tried to hit me but didn't notice that she wasn't wearing anything else than a panty.
I would like to confess I get very angry as soon as my girlfriend picks up her smartphone. This thing is her constant companion, she can't do anything without it. There's no minute she isn't texting, telephoning or something and almost every minte this stupid thing begins to ring or vibrate. We can't go out, watch a movie or talk to each other without this thing instantly ringing. I feel like I am unnecessary because she has all her friends and all information right in her pocket, why talk to me?
I am jealous and angry in the same time - I never wished to be in a triangle relationship with a mobile phone. Sometimes I imagine to take her phone and smash it and if she would as me why I did it I would knock her head against the wall to get some sense into her.
I even have some more violent thoughts about that and I really regret that.
I was a shop assistant in a now closed branch of Nice n Naughty, a sexshop chain in the UK. I often had to lock up the shop at end of day if the manager wasnt on that shift as I was experienced and often worked with our junior. We usually left cleaning and tidying for the next morning but cashing up and some tasks just had to be done before we left. I often let the junior go after we had jointly done the cash count as the other stuff was quicker doone alone frankly. I'd then wait in the shop for my lift to arrive. So how do you kill a bit of time waiting in a shop with blacked out windows and an arsenal of sex toys on display? Yep I would product test in order to be more knowledgable about our items so I could help customers better. Yeh right. It was about a bit of fun really. I carried wetwipes in my bag and after picking my toy or toys would wipe away any residue from customer handling during the day and do myself. Sometimes my favourite ones had no power in their batteties and I put them on charge and picked something different but we had such a range I always got something to get myself to an orgasm or two. I always wiped the items I had used and others on display. Anyway it was all a nice perk of working there and I miss it now I work in Tescos.
Shoplifting is fun. I've stolen thousands of dollars worth of stuff from various stores. Most items I'd trade for drugs anyways.
I sell mobile phones in a shop. It's not really well-paid or something but I don't find anything else because I dropped out of high school. To get more money, I steal phones out of the shop and sell them on the internet.
I don't get much but it's totally worth it.
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