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Wino Shoplifters

Written by firewriter

When I was around 19 I had this little gang of friends that loved to party and do risky dares.  I was always one to take on any dare since grade school. 

The boldest one in high school was when they dared me to grab the wig off a teachers head.  She must have been like 80 and STILL teaching Drama class!  Her mistake.  Although I'm sure she was totally not expecting what was about to happen to her. 

I started off doing small things to annoy her, like when she had her strict "no gum chewing" rule in her Drama class. She would tell me to dispose of my gum in her trash can in the front of the class, which was also behind her as she stood teaching.  I would go up behind her, spit my gum out in the trash can behind her, then put a new piece in while all the class snickered. 

Then it was wig day.  I waited for her in a hallway between classes.  I wore a hoody as I ran up behind her, snatching the wig off her head and running off with it.  I then went to the deserted cafeteria and hung it off the balcony for all to see my victory. 

Now that I look back upon it, I realize how mean it was.  But to a teenage drunk/druggie/lunatic it was just another dare.  

So going back to being 19, we got into a nice little shoplifting scam that to this day I don't know why it worked, or how we got away with it.  Two of us would go into stores, shoplift something kinda expensive but small like tape measures and Polaroid film packs.   Then the other two of us would take them back as either being the wrong kind of film, or a gift we didn't like.  They wouldn't even question not having a receipt as long as the store tag was still on it. 

 I became quite a balsy shoplifter by stealing guitar strings I slipped down my jeans and then going up to the counter and asking for sheet music to songs I knew they would not have listed. Then I'd walk right out the door without suspicion.   After we would get the money for our shoplifted items, we would go buy a bunch of cheap wine with our fake IDs.  Then we would just cruise around looking for more trouble. 

And we all grew up to be respected members of our community, because no one knows what we did a few years way back when.  Although I'm still known as being a little wild, I never moved up to any major crimes other than traffic offenses.  But who knows...I aint dead yet!!

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