Lord777
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Hi guys.
Today we will talk about shoplifting. Hundreds of manuals have been written about this fascinating case, thousands of schoolchildren read pastas with avidity and go to work with enthusiasm. The only problem is that in reality everything is a little different. No, the manuals quite correctly describe the subtleties of this activity, but they are written by PROFESSIONALS who have more than one hundred trips to the store and a couple of drives to the department. They are cold-blooded and all their actions are automated.
In the fall of ' 16, I moved to a new neighborhood and Walmart was just five minutes away. I often went there to shop. I was still a beggar with 10k a month, always checking out publics like eat for a hundred and trying to survive, but life kept fucking me, and hard. It is very difficult to be a beggar, especially if you like to drink, smoke and do not mind indulging in illegal substances. Oh, yes, I still have a sweet tooth. I didn't have enough money, so I started going to Walmart for a stupid swim. I ate loose candy and fucking jelly worms and was so damn happy.
It's worth saying that I'm from the south of the country and it was pretty damn hot in the fall, and I didn't like to hide in my bag, so I only used my pants pockets, but the scale of my activities was too small for me at that time. In my house, then, there were all sorts of delicious things that I only ate, and in my heart there was complete impunity. Time passed, and at some point my stomach was completely killed. I knew I was going to die of a fucking ulcer without a proper snack, and I didn't like the prospect at all. I started looking at other departments.
The most attractive thing about working as a shoplifter is that you don't have to think about food. You look at the stores as huge charity fairs where you can get everything for free. The value of money disappears completely. I left the store with a bottle of water for 15 rubles in my hands, and in my pockets there was food for several days in advance. It's very intoxicating. And this is the most important mistake. Once you feel successful, it's very easy to find yourself in a huge pit of shit. Vigilance is dulled, you become arrogant and allow yourself a lot.
At the end of the first part of the article, I want to draw a few conclusions, summarizing everything:
1. Prepare yourself psychologically. It's not as easy as it sounds, so start with a simple one. They won't do anything for a fucking snickers bar, but you'll get a huge amount of experience just by steal it.
2. Keep your mind clear. It is very cool, of course, not to deny yourself anything, but know the measure – do not be greedy!
3. Appearance. Yes, yes, I didn't say anything about him, but he plays a big role. You don't have to look like an office plankton, but you have to put your shoes in order, put on a clean T-shirt, and simply comb your hair. If you look like a homeless person, then the attitude towards you will be appropriate. Try not to stand out from the crowd of people, do not let people who are shooting cameras notice you.
In the first part, I actually tried to describe how permissiveness dulls feelings. In the next part, I will describe some technical points, as well as tell you how I reached a new level.
Last time I told you where I started, in this article, I will talk about how my impudence crossed all boundaries.
As you can see, it's much more convenient to fuck around using a briefcase than stuffing everything into your pockets, and it's also safer. No one will look into your briefcase without a good reason, but even if they ask, you can safely tell them to fuck you, explaining that your personal belongings are there. Security guards don't have the authority to look into your backpacks, so if they have nothing but suspicion on you and you refuse to open your briefcase, then they have no choice but to follow you out of the store with their eyes.
For the first time, I had to work with a briefcase with a friend out of need. The fact is that he and the headman sawed off the money collected by the group for a gift to teachers, and everything that needed to be bought was going to be steal. The challenge was not easy: steal 30 packs of "tofifee" and five cans of coffee. Who does not know, a pack of tofifee is not a very compact thing and it is very difficult to hide it under a shirt or T-shirt. Especially 30 packs, 30 KARL! We were lazy fuckers and running out of time, so we decided to do it in three rounds. In two days.
After that incident, I didn't really care. I understood that in principle, you can steal everything and you will not get anything for it. It was at this time that the fracture occurred. I, intoxicated with success dude, endured an unrealistic amount of food. For dinner, my friend and I usually took: two pizzas, a couple of packs of nuggets, tea, three or four chocolates, sausage, cheese, managed to take out vegetables. If you were going to watch a movie, then you needed a couple of packs of pringles. We began to take much more than a thousand rubles, which should not be done.
The funny thing is that when I got rid of the need to buy groceries, I was still out of money. Often it turned out that I took a few chocolates before the university, spent the last money on the road, and at the university I exchanged chocolate for money. I got my friends hooked on shoplifting, we often bragged about who took how much and it was unforgettable. But all good things come to an end. And the first alarm bell happened a couple of months after I started. I'm pretty damn surprised by this.
I went to Walmart with a friend, we wanted to take quite a bit of food, and then go to uni. I took a couple of Alpen Gold Max fun chocolates, about five chocolate bars (snickers bounty, etc.) A friend took a chocolate bar and a package with all sorts of nuts. It cost about $ 10. We came to the cash register with wet wipes for $ 1 ( there was no more money, only for travel), a friend paid and we began to go out. At the checkout counters in Walmart, as well as in other supermarkets, there are counters of anti-theft systems.
And now the conclusions:
1. Don't be arrogant. Yes, yes, this is the most important thing in any illegal activity. Everywhere you need a measure.
2. Be careful, carefully inspect the product for the presence of magnets, even if you have previously bought this product more than once. As a rule, magnets are very easy to burn.
3. Try not to steal at night – it's dangerous, and don't steal big twice a day.
4. Learn to be a cocky bastard. A suspended tongue is oh so important, believe me.
That's it! In the next part, I will tell you why you should not steal drunk and steal alcohol.
After my first call, I decided not to take anything in stores for a while. I limited myself to a week, but broke down on the second day. I got very drunk at the entrance, and when the vodka ran out, we went for a second one. It was a minimarket and while the guys were choosing vodka, I went through the shelves properly, steal a couple of chocolates ( yes, fuck, I really like sweets) The guys appreciated my talents and I somehow immediately joined the company.
After all this, I probably became more cautious, you think. The dick swam there! The next day, my buddy and I took a cart and walked along the ribbon. There was a briefcase in the cart, like it's just there. We took everything on the list, and then the most expensive, just put it in the briefcase behind the pallets. That was the first time we stole booze. It was incredibly easy. A bottle of whiskey for 800r, although it was cheap shit, but it raised our self-esteem to a new level, and trampled my voice of reason into the mud. The scheme is really perfect.
A friend persuaded me to steal booze again and I liked the idea. We didn't take a cart, but just went to Walmart in the impudent evening, during rush hour, and found the right bottles. By the way, in the Feed we met a friend, to whom I put one of these bottles in my briefcase. Carefully and without any fading, we hid the other three bottles. Me in the briefcase, the girl under the jacket, walked along the Tape for another half hour, I took the chocolate out of habit, after checking it out, and finally, we came to the cash register.
And now the conclusions:
1. Do not steal while under the influence of alcohol or surfactants. It is more expensive for yourself, I think you understand why.
2. Be creative. Come up with interesting ways, use improvised means, turn theft into an exciting quest.
3. Don't panic! Your language is your friend and enemy. Be confident, don't let yourself be searched, and use your knowledge of the law. Everything is in your hands!
4. Once you're caught, life doesn't end. This is not a reason to give up. During the night in the bullpen, you will get a lot of specific experience, and with proper supervision, you will see how the law enforcement system works in the Russian Federation.
That's all, thanks for reading.
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