Today, at Walmart...
I was getting some food, and I heard over the system:
"Security to front doors, please."
Right after I heard the "metal" detectors go off...
Or whatever the detectors are called...
When I got my stuff paid for, I saw a security guard
walking a guy and his kids back into Walmart...
His kids with toys in their hands...
So from what I saw, the guy let his kids
just pick out some toys and walk out with them.
The security guard must have caught up to them
after they had already left the store...
I didn't see or hear what happened after that.
I was already on my way out of the mall.
I'm suspecting theft charges.
Imagine getting charges over some toys?
But how are you just going to go into a store and be all like:
"Hey, kids, just take what you want, and let's go!"
What is that to TEACH your kids.
Hopefully, the real lesson is that you WILL get caught.
And that they SHOULD NOT DO THAT.
You'd think the embarrassment would be enough...
And they might not be allowed to come back.
Which is unfortunate for them since it's the closest place
TO BUY FOOD.
Theft has been at an all-time high because of that crap.
I mean, the looting has been atrocious in some places.
They think they can just rush in with a large crowd,
TAKE WHATEVER THEY WANT AND RUN AWAY.
The videos I've seen...
Hopefully, that guy's kids learn something today.
The only other time I saw something similar at the mall...
This was years ago, but I was leaving,
I was cutting through the parking lot and a couple of guys
were running out of a department store that has an exit
that leads to the top level of the parking 'structure'
WITH A VACUUM THEY STOLE...
HOPPED IN THE 'GET AWAY' TRUCK and took off!
Never had I ever seen anything like that!
Apart from that, I had a dream that I started dating again...
And I was finally at a point I felt I could trust...
Then I heard the guy coming back into the place we lived
with another female...
I hid in the closet and pretended that I wasn't there...
Then I just let them do what they came back to do...
AND CAUGHT THEM DOING THAT.
It's messed up when you even get cheated on
IN YOUR DREAMS...
Hard to trust enough as it is.
People I REALLY WANTED TO BE ABLE TO TRUST...
There have been things that I really wish
that I could have trusted them NOT TO DO
LET ALONE TO ME...
But you'd think you'd be safe from that in your own dreams lol.
It's been really wet and windy here lately.
It got so windy that my balcony door that opens from the inside
BLEW OPEN, TWICE.
I have some sort of 'hut' thing I 'constructed' for the pigeons
and I don't know why they wouldn't go into it
to get out of the wind and rain.
I 'built' it for that reason, also because it gets damn cold in the winter.
I think they might think it's some sort of 'trap'
because one of the pigeons that had a nest in there
got attacked for her eggs by the damn raccoon.
I heard a ruckus and went to check.
The raccoon popped its head out of there...
Took me a bit to computer it was a raccoon
BECAUSE YOU DON'T EXPECT TO SEE ONE
ON THE 8TH FLOOR...
I chased it away, at least down to the 6th floor
and I took the babies inside for the night.
With their sibling that hasn't hatched yet.
If that egg hatches, cool.
But I haven't seen the mother sitting on them, so I don't know.
At least the babies were safe for the night.
They listen to me when I talk to them,
but the 'shy' one always tries to 'hide' when they see me.
It's funny when they just stick their head somewhere
and they think they are 'hiding'.
My son used to lay on the floor in plain sight
and closed his eyes thinking he was hiding
because he couldn't see me with his eyes closed haha.
It seems that babies of all types do that.
Like an ostrich sticking its head in the ground...
Just hiding its head...
Reminds me of the skit on Monty Python:
"How not to be seen"
But even though the guy with his kids
got OUT of the store... And I don't know how far they got...
They got caught.
Gotta wonder if they did it before and didn't
so they KEPT doing it...
Who knows? I don't for sure.
Just makes me wonder sometimes.
Been working on something for Gumroad.
I was so p*ssed because I was working on it
and I made it to page 24...
For WHATEVER REASON...
It didn't save and it's supposed to auto-save...
So I had to start over again.
NOW THAT I'M PAST 50 PAGES...
IT BETTER STAY SAVED 'CAUSE I WILL LOSE MY SH*T.
Been working on this thing for like 5 days...
And I'm talking about staying up ALL NIGHT...
PLUGGING AWAY AT THIS THING.
To me, just getting it DONE is the reward.
If it doesn't sell, OH WELL.
But at least I finished it.
Reminds me of a post I saw in a group I joined...
It's a knitting/crochet group...
SOMEONE BROKE INTO HER CAR...
TO STEAL A BAG FROM HER CAR...
THINKING "MUST BE SOMETHING GOOD IN THERE..."
It was HER CROCHET PROJECT...
She was kind of laughing about it.
Saying: "Welp, hope they finish it."
Even though I KNOW HOW MUCH TIME
GOES INTO MAKING SOMETHING.
ANYTHING...
STITCH. BY. STITCH.
Even if you're so used to the movements that it takes
TO MAKE A STITCH
it still takes TIME.
Just as bad IF NOT WORSE
THAT STEALING SOMETHING OFF SOMEONE'S PORCH...
But busting a window for a bag of yarn? LOL!
Imagine thinking "I'm so big n' bad 'cause I stole this..."
THEN BOOM! YOU GOT NADA.
Saw some videos where a guy set up traps
for 'porch pirates' where he had it rigged with video.
So he got to actually see the reaction
AND ADDED THE FOOTAGE TO HIS VIDEOS...
OF WHEN THEY OPEN THE BOX...
When they open the box, it explodes with GLITTER...
THAT CRAP GETS EVERYWHERE...
But my mom told me another guy adds FART SPRAY, TOO.
When my mom told me about the fart spray...
I told her about the time I got 'even' with a guy in my class...
I was in the 7th grade... This one guy was being a D*CK to me...
So I went up to his LOCKER and sprayed fart spray
into the VENT IN THE BOTTOM
THEN I SEALED THE VENT WITH PAPER TOWELS...
When he opened it after class... HE WAS CRYING...
HE'D JUST GOT A NEW JACKET...
I have to admit, that was pretty mean of me to do.
I just got SO SICK OF HIS CRAP, EVERY. DAY.
His house was right behind my grandparents' house.
One street over...
One time, back when there were payphones...
I called a pizza place, placed an order of 3 large pizzas
and gave the pizza place HIS ADDRESS...
The next day, at school...
I asked him: "What did you have for dinner last night? Pizza?"
THE. LOOK. ON. HIS. FACE!!!
But he couldn't prove it was me...
I called from a payphone...
Pretty much admitted I did it,
but he still couldn't prove I did it.
Anyway, miss those days and that neighborhood.
His street had a bigger 'incline' thing...
My street was pretty flat...
So I loved his street for rollerblading...
Because it felt awesome going down that 'hill.'
Can't really call it a hill, because it's more of an incline...
Just miss that.
I wonder what that guy's been up to with his life since school.
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