I'll give you guys a confession without anonymity.
When I was young like in 5th or 6th grade there was this program I was involved in after school that was kinda like a daycare for kids with parents that worked late, and basically we would sit in the cafeteria area after school and do arts and crafts, hw, goof off, etc. at the time pokemon was big and this kid at school had all 3 games (red, blue, yellow) that he would constantly gloat about and tease people about who didn't have the games. At that time I had red version and I felt like he was a spoiled brat who didn't deserve them so, before we went to the playground I watched him stash the games in his backpack. while everyone was leaving I stalled a bit and casually opened up his pack to grab the blue and yellow versions. it was pretty shitty in retrospect as no one really deserves this.
Anyways I think the funniest part was that in order to convince my parents of where I got the game I didn't just say a friend gave it to me, I had to make a whole complex story about me finding them in the gutter (we knew at the time that water didn't really affect the cartridges after many bouts with my games and the washing machine) and she believe me. Thinking back I'm sure it was more of my mom just not caring about my gaming habits more than her believing my convoluted story. with that being said my parents were great and they raised me well, so well that they never assumed that I'd steal but I was always a little shit when I was young. I was generally considered the Damian of my family. I have lots of stories from when I was young and was being a general (albeit) cute ass but this one sticks with me the most because very few people know and it was something I vividly remember doing.
PS: Haven't stolen since that day.
When I was young like in 5th or 6th grade there was this program I was involved in after school that was kinda like a daycare for kids with parents that worked late, and basically we would sit in the cafeteria area after school and do arts and crafts, hw, goof off, etc. at the time pokemon was big and this kid at school had all 3 games (red, blue, yellow) that he would constantly gloat about and tease people about who didn't have the games. At that time I had red version and I felt like he was a spoiled brat who didn't deserve them so, before we went to the playground I watched him stash the games in his backpack. while everyone was leaving I stalled a bit and casually opened up his pack to grab the blue and yellow versions. it was pretty shitty in retrospect as no one really deserves this.
Anyways I think the funniest part was that in order to convince my parents of where I got the game I didn't just say a friend gave it to me, I had to make a whole complex story about me finding them in the gutter (we knew at the time that water didn't really affect the cartridges after many bouts with my games and the washing machine) and she believe me. Thinking back I'm sure it was more of my mom just not caring about my gaming habits more than her believing my convoluted story. with that being said my parents were great and they raised me well, so well that they never assumed that I'd steal but I was always a little shit when I was young. I was generally considered the Damian of my family. I have lots of stories from when I was young and was being a general (albeit) cute ass but this one sticks with me the most because very few people know and it was something I vividly remember doing.
PS: Haven't stolen since that day.