I occassionally, and much more so in the past than in the present, would steal silly things from large chains that I want but don’t need or couldn’t afford, like expensive nail polish from Walmart. But, Walmart can go fuck itself so I don’t feel guilty and don’t worry too much about this at all.
I suppose the biggest thing I’ve ever had stolen from me, kind of, was my camera a few months back. I lost it while on a group bike ride in town, and I couldn’t believe that no one ever returned it. Kinda broke my heart. It was a pink camera with rainbow stickers on it and photos of a bunch of my male friends cross dressing, which was the theme of the ride that night. It bums me out especially because the ride is kind of like a big happy family, but someone found my camera and never gave it back. Boo.
My friend used to be a klepto and one time we went to Alcatraz Island and before you go they take a picture of you with a photo of Alcatraz as the back drop (a photo, not the real island, which is a mere 90 degrees away….bizarre) Anyhow, they print them as a 5×7 and charge you 22 dollars or something outrageous for them. Well, he wanted it so he took it and scampered off without paying, then he gets a tap on the shoulder from this huge security guy. Didn’t really get in trouble but the guy made him pay and he hasn’t stole since. I guess that shook him. But it was funny as hell and the picture is hilarious.