When I do things, I'm usually an idiot about it. Stealing was no different.

The one stealing story that comes to mind was when my friend and I went to the mall (teenagers) to see another friend. They were short staffed, so we stuck around a few hours to help out in the back stocking room (cause chaos and make things worse).

It was something like Spencer's Gifts or one of those places used to specialize in selling DVDs and VHS (F.Y.E. or Suncoast movies or something) stuff where she worked. I can't remember. (This was a special time before the internet kids. Most people were still on dial up and we used to have to pay for music and movies, and it wasn't a digital file. It came in an actual physically packaged format. Crazy times.)

Anyway, even though they never asked for help and couldn't pay us, we decided we were owed restitution. There was a rack of discounted t-shirts. We each took matching Tori Amos t-shirts from the adult rack because we were totally cool dudes.