i'm a thiefSee, I don't mean to be, but I am.
I'm just a poor college student, and I wanted the good apples. But, the good apples were $2.99 a pound. And a pound consisted of 2.5 apples.
That's like...um...$1.20 an apple.
The cheap apples however were a mere 5 for $2.00.
And my kickass math skills tell me that's only $.40 an apple. You could buy 3 whole cheap apples for the price of one yummy apple. (Don't ever tell me you'll never use math in the real world.)
So, I planned my crime. I memorized the code for the cheap apples, then placed 5 of the yummy apples in a bag and continued to shop.
As I began my self checkout, I felt pangs of guilt. What if I get caught? I could just say I misread the label. They can't prove anything; I am actually paying for the apples.
I managed to pull it off without screaming "I'm a thief! Arrest me!" at the top of my lungs.
And, you wanna know a secret? I'd probably do it again.