Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Reason #456347236237623 I cannot be in your gang:

I am a lousy thief.  Case in point:

One time I defrauded Winco.  Ugh.  I feel so guilty even typing it.

I bought Jasmine Rice from the bins. I scooped it into a bag, but on the tag I wrote down the code for regular (read: cheap) rice. I was sweating it at the register, but I paid the lower price and I got away with it.  I'm sure I saved myself all of one dollar.

I felt so guilty about it the whole way home.  I was almost crying by the time I got inside. I hate people who steal, and I was one of them.  I couldn't hang on to the lie for more than five minutes.  It came spilling out of me.  I blurted it out to E in one big, dumb confession. I felt like a dishonest cheat.

Never. Again.


For the next few weeks I'm writing in response to prompts from The Scintilla Project. Check it out.

Today's prompt: Talk about a time when you got away with it.

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