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Originally Posted by Jill1228
I was 4 and we were in a store. I wanted some peanuts. Mom said, no. I opened the damn bag and started eating them.
My mother was wearing cheapie flip flops. She took one off and beat my ass in the middle of the store (those cheap flip flops hurt like a mutha!) 
This woman who was like 5'1 on a tall day rolled up to my mom and tried to call her out for what she did.
My mom stood up to her full height (she was about 5'10) still wielding the shoe and said, "unless you want some of this too, you better back off lady!"
Needless to say, since I embarrassed the family name in public, I got more when we got home  |
When I was 5 or 6 - and keep in mind that this was pre-ridiculous lawsuits for stupid things - my family was at the supermarket and I wanted some fruit Life Savers. She wouldn't get them for me so I STOLE them. Oh yes.
Once we got in the car, I took them out quietly and started eating them. I guess I crunched one because my mom heard me and caught me. In fact, I believe both my parents were there, but I only really remember my mom who flipped out.
She took me back to the store and marched me right up to the manager's "office." It was an elevated partitioned off area in the front of the store with that dark one-way glass. The manager came out and my mom explained what I had done. Then she made me apologize. The manager, playing along with my mom I guess, gave me a stern talking to.
But, here's the kicker, he started TAKING OFF HIS BELT and gave me some "if I EVER catch you stealing in my store again" speech but never actually hit me with it. Lawd, I cried.