we are all criminals
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December 5th, 2013 at 12:59:10 PM
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Have you ever committed a crime? (Even if you weren't convicted, it's still a crime. Even if it was 30 years ago, it's still a crime. Even if it's legal in Amsterdam, it's still a crime everywhere else.)
Let's exclude petty traffic violations (speeding, jaywalking, parking tickets). But everything else counts: tax fraud, insider trading, using illegal drugs, buying/selling illegal drugs, shoplifting, sneaking into a movie theatre, hiring a stripper for more than a lap dance, copyright piracy, assault, graffiti, vandalism, statuatory rape, perjury, illegal adultery, and every other crime you can think of. (Use your own conscious if you want to include pocketing a cashier's mi$take.)
Let's exclude petty traffic violations (speeding, jaywalking, parking tickets). But everything else counts: tax fraud, insider trading, using illegal drugs, buying/selling illegal drugs, shoplifting, sneaking into a movie theatre, hiring a stripper for more than a lap dance, copyright piracy, assault, graffiti, vandalism, statuatory rape, perjury, illegal adultery, and every other crime you can think of. (Use your own conscious if you want to include pocketing a cashier's mi$take.)
December 5th, 2013 at 1:04:20 PM
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Who hasn't?
~R
December 5th, 2013 at 1:08:18 PM
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I'm looking for the "I've committed so many crimes!" option...
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December 5th, 2013 at 1:10:24 PM
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Quote: renoHave you ever committed a crime? )
My sister and I were stealing candy from the
little store in the old neighborhood when we
were 5-6 years old, in the mid 50's. Seems
like all the kids I knew were stealing in the
50's. We knew it was wrong, but it was fun
and daring and not much happened if you
got caught. Not like now, the PC police are
everywhere.
"It's not called gambling if the math is on your side."
December 5th, 2013 at 1:20:17 PM
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This is America. I take the 5th.
Only because I was never rich enough to change the laws in my favor.
I know guys doing hard time for charging lower interest rates than payday loan companies now openly advertise.
Only because I was never rich enough to change the laws in my favor.
I know guys doing hard time for charging lower interest rates than payday loan companies now openly advertise.
Shed not for her
the bitter tear
Nor give the heart
to vain regret
Tis but the casket
that lies here,
The gem that filled it
Sparkles yet
December 5th, 2013 at 1:23:16 PM
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Quote: EvenBobMy sister and I were stealing candy from the
little store in the old neighborhood when we
were 5-6 years old, in the mid 50's. Seems
like all the kids I knew were stealing in the
50's. We knew it was wrong, but it was fun
and daring and not much happened if you
got caught. Not like now, the PC police are
everywhere.
Ah, the good old days. Stealing milk and soda bottles off back porches and returning them to Sol's grocery store for the deposit.
But like good little capitalists, we re-invested those funds in apple cider and chilled it in the stream behind the fruit stand.
Shed not for her
the bitter tear
Nor give the heart
to vain regret
Tis but the casket
that lies here,
The gem that filled it
Sparkles yet
December 5th, 2013 at 1:30:34 PM
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DUHHIIIIIIIII HEARD THAT!
December 5th, 2013 at 1:42:12 PM
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Then I guess I wasted 4 years as a Vietnam era vet trying to protect the constitutional rights of my fellow Americans.
Let go back to guilty until proved innocent.
Let go back to guilty until proved innocent.
Shed not for her
the bitter tear
Nor give the heart
to vain regret
Tis but the casket
that lies here,
The gem that filled it
Sparkles yet
December 5th, 2013 at 1:46:08 PM
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I'm Innocent!!!
December 5th, 2013 at 1:51:21 PM
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Prove it. Ibeatyouraces knows you are guilty.
Do you have an alibi for may 27 2:15 am on July 11, 2002? Well, do you ?
Do you have an alibi for may 27 2:15 am on July 11, 2002? Well, do you ?
Shed not for her
the bitter tear
Nor give the heart
to vain regret
Tis but the casket
that lies here,
The gem that filled it
Sparkles yet
December 5th, 2013 at 1:51:38 PM
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I've never committed a crime. I once had an impure thought.
Each day is better than the next
December 5th, 2013 at 1:52:43 PM
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Quote: treetopbuddyI've never committed a crime. I once had an impure thought.
Was it at Mile Marker 164 ?
Shed not for her
the bitter tear
Nor give the heart
to vain regret
Tis but the casket
that lies here,
The gem that filled it
Sparkles yet
December 5th, 2013 at 1:55:51 PM
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Quote: BuzzardWas it at Mile Marker 164 ?
Yes, a very impure thought.
Each day is better than the next
December 5th, 2013 at 1:56:40 PM
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Quote: BuzzardProve it. Ibeatyouraces knows you are guilty.
Do you have an alibi for may 27 2:15 am on July 11, 2002? Well, do you ?
Of course I have an alibi Buzz, I was in jail. :)
December 5th, 2013 at 1:57:12 PM
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I refuse to answer this question. I want to speak to an attorney.
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December 5th, 2013 at 2:04:37 PM
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No, it is not! A defendant has a right to put the prosecution to its proof and if the prosecutor can not prove the guilt by means that are independent of the defendant's own testimony then the indictment fails.Quote: IbeatyouracesTaking the fifth is an admission of guilt.
December 5th, 2013 at 2:46:36 PM
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I've not committed any crimes I can think of. But then again, I'm not a gay or lesbian fish.
December 5th, 2013 at 2:47:20 PM
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Quote: renoHave you ever committed a crime? (Even if you weren't convicted, it's still a crime. Even if it was 30 years ago, it's still a crime. Even if it's legal in Amsterdam, it's still a crime everywhere else.)
Let's exclude petty traffic violations (speeding, jaywalking, parking tickets). But everything else counts: tax fraud, insider trading, using illegal drugs, buying/selling illegal drugs, shoplifting, sneaking into a movie theatre, hiring a stripper for more than a lap dance, copyright piracy, assault, graffiti, vandalism, statuatory rape, perjury, illegal adultery, and every other crime you can think of. (Use your own conscious if you want to include pocketing a cashier's mi$take.)
Most of the crimes listed are mere Slap-on-the-wrist types of things. That being the case, I'm shocked that anyone would vote that they never committed any crimes.
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December 5th, 2013 at 3:03:09 PM
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You are not criminal until being caught . If you can not make an honest living- steal! If you cops catch you, it means you can not even steal, than you can not do anything and jail might the best place for you.
December 5th, 2013 at 3:05:29 PM
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Misdemeanors and felonies, every second, of every day. I'm committing both as I type this. Gadzooks O.o
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December 5th, 2013 at 3:34:49 PM
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Quote: FaceMisdemeanors and felonies, every second, of every day. I'm committing both as I type this. Gadzooks O.o
Exactly. When I had the bar and cab co,
I was constantly being offered to buy
stuff I'm pretty sure was stolen. I bought
things here and there, still have some of
the better pieces. I'm afraid my logic was,
if I didn't buy it, for sure somebody else
would have. I wouldn't do it now, but I
don't see myself getting rid of the things
I still have. Shrug..
"It's not called gambling if the math is on your side."
December 5th, 2013 at 3:43:51 PM
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Quote: DJTeddyBearMost of the crimes listed are mere Slap-on-the-wrist types of things. That being the case, I'm shocked that anyone would vote that they never committed any crimes.
I'm assuming there are no murderers on this forum. Am I being naive?
Quote: renoEven if it's legal in Amsterdam, it's still a crime everywhere else.
After I wrote this, it occurred to me that this was a forum of gamblers, and most U.S. jurisdictions ban most forms of (casino) gambling. But it's only a crime if it occurs in a jurisdiction where it's illegal, which just underscores how subjective and arbitrary "crime" is.
December 5th, 2013 at 3:44:57 PM
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I don't consider myself criminal but others might.
I'm into the hippie lettuce :-)
About to inhale in a couple min.
I'm into the hippie lettuce :-)
About to inhale in a couple min.
Its just a forum. Nothing here to get obsessed about.
December 5th, 2013 at 3:45:40 PM
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Quote: FaceI'm committing both as I type this.
Stealing your neighbor's Wi-Fi? Or typing on a stolen keyboard?
December 5th, 2013 at 3:56:07 PM
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When I was 13ish they were building a new plan of houses near our houses. We went to the site to walk through the unfinished houses for fun. We entered 1 house and there was a box of donuts sitting there. We opened it up and there were a half dozen or so. We each ate 2 and moved on. It was the best crime that i ever committed. I bet the construction workers were so pissed the next morning.
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December 5th, 2013 at 4:00:42 PM
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Quote: renoI'm assuming there are no murderers on this forum. Am I being naive?
After I wrote this, it occurred to me that this was a forum of gamblers, and most U.S. jurisdictions ban most forms of (casino) gambling. But it's only a crime if it occurs in a jurisdiction where it's illegal, which just underscores how subjective and arbitrary "crime" is.
December 5th, 2013 at 4:04:49 PM
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Quote: renoStealing your neighbor's Wi-Fi? Or typing on a stolen keyboard?
No, I don't like causing others to suffer. My crimes have no victims, yet I still face 10 years and/or $500,000 fine if caught. Funny, huh?
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December 5th, 2013 at 4:09:15 PM
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Quote: DJTeddyBearQuote: renoHave you ever committed a crime? (Even if you weren't convicted, it's still a crime. Even if it was 30 years ago, it's still a crime. Even if it's legal in Amsterdam, it's still a crime everywhere else.)
Let's exclude petty traffic violations (speeding, jaywalking, parking tickets). But everything else counts: tax fraud, insider trading, using illegal drugs, buying/selling illegal drugs, shoplifting, sneaking into a movie theatre, hiring a stripper for more than a lap dance, copyright piracy, assault, graffiti, vandalism, statuatory rape, perjury, illegal adultery, and every other crime you can think of. (Use your own conscious if you want to include pocketing a cashier's mi$take.)
Most of the crimes listed are mere Slap-on-the-wrist types of things. That being the case, I'm shocked that anyone would vote that they never committed any crimes.
A lot of these thing used to be point of contact crimes where only when caught or witnessed shoplifting you'd get busted. Today there are cameras everywhere and the statute of limitation varies by state. Could you imagine getting arrested two years after smoking a joint because someone forgot to erase the tape at the end of the night?
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December 5th, 2013 at 4:19:38 PM
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Pretty soon it will be a crime to have a conservative thought.
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December 5th, 2013 at 4:33:11 PM
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Had a DUI about 7 years ago. Got my license suspended but still drove all the time so technically I have committed the same crime many times
December 5th, 2013 at 4:45:33 PM
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I've never committed a felony. What misdemeanors can be listed, meh.
That doesnt mean I'm not haunted by guilt. Usually over social faux pas. I can be tortured by that.
I have a theory a human can't rid himself of guilt ... the void must be filled! I often think of this noting the guilt people can feel over the PC fad of the day. For example, once someone internalizes guilt about damaging the Environment, the somersaults you can observe that person performing trying to recycle everything, not waste water, etc. This all has to be about guilt kicking in. Can anyone be rid of it?
That doesnt mean I'm not haunted by guilt. Usually over social faux pas. I can be tortured by that.
I have a theory a human can't rid himself of guilt ... the void must be filled! I often think of this noting the guilt people can feel over the PC fad of the day. For example, once someone internalizes guilt about damaging the Environment, the somersaults you can observe that person performing trying to recycle everything, not waste water, etc. This all has to be about guilt kicking in. Can anyone be rid of it?
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December 5th, 2013 at 4:46:52 PM
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Quote: renoI'm assuming there are no murderers on this forum. Am I being naive?
Yes, incredibly naive.
Only a damned fool would admit to murder.
There is no statute of limitations on that one.
"What, me worry?"
December 5th, 2013 at 6:10:39 PM
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Quote: renoBut everything else counts: tax fraud, insider trading, using illegal drugs, buying/selling illegal drugs, shoplifting, sneaking into a movie theatre, hiring a stripper for more than a lap dance, copyright piracy, assault, graffiti, vandalism, statuatory rape, perjury, illegal adultery, and every other crime you can think of. (Use your own conscious if you want to include pocketing a cashier's mi$take.)
Ha! I did all these while still in high school. Maybe not tax fraud (till later in life). You should put some real crimes in your list.
I was a bad person in my youth, but proud to say I've cleaned up and am relatively honest now. I was always smart about it, never really got caught, just a stern talking to one time by some cops in my dad's living room about all the cars I'd stolen, but no juvie time. Helps to be white and middle-class I guess. Cops put me into a Scared Straight session, and sent me to a psychologist for evaluation. Few years later, I enrolled in a psychology class at the local community college, and look who's the professor! He recognized me right away and said "Ahhh, the Porsche lover! How ya doing?" I dropped out (or actually was too coked up to attend anymore anyway)
I used to carouse neighborhoods late at night breaking into cars so often that I upgraded my car stereo every couple weeks, and picked up an entire set of mags within an hour that fit my 1969 442 perfectly. I'd break into any garage that had a fridge and stock my own kitchen with their meats I'd find.
I found many wallets in those cars in those days. I filled my gastank for years on other people's credit cards. This was before one-visa-fits-all. Had to be careful in how I parked at the self-serve stations because the clerk might want to note my plate if the card appeared in his stolen card booklet, or steal a different license plate for use at the full-serve station. Beauty of full serve though, I could get gas, an oil change, carton of smokes and anything else I wanted on that guy's card. One time, still high school, I landed a date with my dream girl who was way out of my league; tall, slender, long blonde hair and from a prominent Austin family (she went on to Stanford). I actually picked her up in a stolen Toyota Corona, filled up the tank on stolen card while she waited in the car, then bought her dinner on a stolen MasterCharge and she never knew it.
In 1985, I stole from my employer's inventory so often and so much he went into bankruptcy. It was a small mom-n-pop liquor store. I knew the business folded, but years later I was moving out of state, and went by all my old haunts (bars, pool halls, restaurants etc) and stopped in to check out the place. The proprietor asked if I needed anything, I replied, No I just used to work here" He said "Oh, for Joe? Terrible thing about Joe". I asked what he meant. He told me he got the place in liquidation or something because Joe had an employee who stole so much he lost the business. His wife left him, presumably because of financial woes, then when his daughter was killed by a drunk driver that Christmas, Joe shot himself. I felt awful because he was like a father to me (I was a dumbshit 22 at the time) and he never suspected my betrayal. Some sins you can never atone for.
Another time, I was fired from a bartending job for dealing drugs over the counter. I was ratted out by a fellow employee who confessed all MY sins during HIS polygraph test; since he passed, the owners determined it was the truth. I got even a month later by sneaking over to his apartment and removing all the lugs but one from his passenger side front wheel "as a joke" I told myself. I had stopped going into that bar for a while, but started up a couple months later to play pool. That's when I learned he and his wife shared one car, she used it during the day to get to work, and brought it back for him to use at night. I also learned she had been in a wreck where she lost control of the car on the highway, went off the road, down a little cliff into the creek below. Considering my late-night activities, I didn't think back to my lug-nut episode, and I never asked exactly which date she had her accident, but always wondered if it was me who caused it all. Between her massive medical bills with no medical insurance, and her lost income, they were beyond broke.
I once led a tailgater into a serious accident late at night by driving over a deer in the road that I knew he couldn't see with his tiny Japanese car....he swerved at the last sec, driver wheel hit the deer, he caught air and he went over the guardrail into the ravine as I drove on for home.
I once got a waitress I worked with pregnant while her husband was in traction in the hospital. (Funny story about the husband...he had been run over in our parking lot after a bar fight, and when he finally got well, he was so crippled all he could do was drive a cab for a living). I was the "other man" for two other adulterous wives as well.
I gave a ride home to a 16 year old girl I worked with in a pizza place, and she offered to 'pay me back' for the ride. I was 22 at the time, and that started a 1-month stand in various hotel rooms, since she still lived at home. She was hispanic, and already had a little black toddler at the time, (I should've known better) so when she claimed she was pregnant, I bailed right away. I quit that job, and it was 2 years before she caught up with me to say "come meet your son, zippy". She was being care-taker to all the kids in that apartment complex for income at the time, but I walked in and picked out my little 18-month zippyboy immediately. Unmistakable. Black father of the other kid was still around and hated me, so I signed away my rights. I never did like kids. That kid is 27 now.
I walked away from a car accident where both people in the other car died. That wasn't my fault though, I didn't even get a ticket, it was entirely the other driver's fault, but the passenger died instantly, and driver later. I learned that after a week when I showed up at the police station for my accident report to show my insurance agent (this was 1982, couldn't do it online yet). So, I guess that wasn't a crime.
I don't think I was straight or sober more than the first few minutes of the morning from about 1982-2011. Still drink, but don't think my body could handle the hard stuff anymore. Used to deal and do any drug put in front of me.
I could go on and on and on, but this post is long enough.
Anyway, I used to think everyone was like that when they're young, but I'm increasingly learning that's not the case. I don't do any of that anymore, they're just memories, some remembered fondly, some haunt me and reduce me to tears when falling asleep at night or hearing some song on the radio. I guess that's my burden. I don't believe in god, but if He's up there, please forgive my stupid youth. Thanks for listening, and it's good to finally say some of these things for the first time. You guys are my family now, my own family is very distant. Haven't spoken to them in many years.
"Poker sure is an easy game to beat if you have the roll to keep rebuying."
December 5th, 2013 at 6:27:01 PM
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Quote: zippyboy
In 1985, I stole from my employer's inventory so often and so much he went into bankruptcy. It was a small mom-n-pop liquor store.
That's as much his fault as yours. I had a liquor
inventory, it was easy to keep track of. I always
assumed every employee was stealing or wanting
to steal. I kept track of every bottle, and had spotters
who watched the cash action periodically. Every
responsible bar owner or store that sells liquor does
this.
"It's not called gambling if the math is on your side."
December 5th, 2013 at 6:35:20 PM
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Quote: BeardgoatHad a DUI about 7 years ago. Got my license suspended but still drove all the time so technically I have committed the same crime many times
You should be in jail even today instead of crowing about your system-busting, and I hope you're writing from your cell. Some people lead such selfish lives that they never do learn to respect others. How many kids could you have snuffed out with you're irresponsibility, and worse still, why do you think they SUSPEND your license after you get caught doing something as stupid as that?
December 5th, 2013 at 7:31:33 PM
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"Anyway, I used to think everyone was like that when they're young, but I'm increasingly learning that's not the case. I don't do any of that anymore, they're just memories, some remembered fondly, some haunt me and reduce me to tears when falling asleep at night or hearing some song on the radio. I guess that's my burden. I don't believe in god, but if He's up there, please forgive my stupid youth. Thanks for listening, and it's good to finally say some of these things for the first time. You guys are my family now, my own family is very distant. Haven't spoken to them in many years. "
zip, that's pretty stunning, there. can I ask what changed in your life that you don't do any of that any more?
zip, that's pretty stunning, there. can I ask what changed in your life that you don't do any of that any more?
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December 5th, 2013 at 7:36:03 PM
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Quote: EvenBobThat's as much his fault as yours. I had a liquor
inventory, it was easy to keep track of.
Thanks for saying that, Bob. Doesn't really alleviate my guilt.
After I was hired in Feb 1985, he put me on salary for $1200/mo ($427 every 2 weeks after taxes as I recall), but the place was open 10am to 9pm Mon-Sat, and I was for the most part the only clerk, so that's 66 hours a week. We had an accountant who kept track of things, but she was there rarely. The owner was there only in the morning to receive vendors and get taken out to lunch by them. He was always gone by 3pm, leaving me there alone with no supervision till 9pm. I stole cases of all varieties of booze out the back door for home use, and rang up fake sales on the register pocketing the cash good for about $130/night in 1985 dollars, which I used on meth/coke to get me through the next day's 11-hour shift, and drank on the job and threw the empties into the woods out back. Couple times he hired a helper for me, upon whom I'd blame any inventory discrepancies and they'd get fired. I worked there 7 months and we had employee-run inventory counting every 6 months. The first one was spot-on, the next 6 months later, he was in a panic over the numbers, and I quit soon thereafter. That's just the kind of person I was then. I hope someone on here tells a worse story, but I can't imagine it.
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December 5th, 2013 at 7:46:04 PM
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Quote: zippyboywe had employee-run inventory counting every 6 months..
The guy was asking for it. When you deal with
liquor, you have to keep a running inventory,
daily or at least once a week. By the owner,
not an employee. Liquor and cigarettes are
easy to sell if you steal them, they have to be
watched like a hawk. I can't say the guy deserved
it, but c'mon. Every 6 months?
"It's not called gambling if the math is on your side."
December 5th, 2013 at 8:03:08 PM
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Quote: beachbumbabs
zip, that's pretty stunning, there. can I ask what changed in your life that you don't do any of that any more?
For one thing, I turned 50 two months ago. 50 years olds don't roam the streets doing stupid crimes obviously. That's an unsupervised kid thing. I've always been a functioning addict to crazy levels, because my body allowed it, I still pop the pills and drink in evenings, but heavy drugs are out I figure at my age. Fortunately I don't run in those crowds anymore. I now make the conscious decisions to do the right thing. I don't pilfer from work, I never lie, I'm tolerant of other's frailties, and so on. I'd like to think now I've developed a reputation among my peers over the years as a respectable honest person, and from what they say, I've attained that. Only you WoV members now know my past sins, and I've never met any of you, so confessing these sins is atonement for me I guess.
I guess I realized I was a shitty person, and a shitty son to my dad (the poor guy was obviously embarrassed by my teen antics since we haven't spoken in years), and have made the effort to change that. Thanks for listening.
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December 5th, 2013 at 8:20:52 PM
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Quote: zippyboyI was a bad person in my youth, but proud to say I've cleaned up and am relatively honest now. I was always smart about it, never really got caught...
[snip]
This sounds like a scene straight out of Crime & Punishment!
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December 5th, 2013 at 9:11:13 PM
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The first job I had in Santa Barbara in the mid
70's was manager of a Mob run adult bookstore.
It's still there and still an adult store, but the
Mob is long gone.
Some older guy with a pushed in nose hired
me in 1977. They owned a string of these
bookstore peepshow joints up and down
the coast. I never knew any of their real
names, only nicknames. Dicey, Rocky,
Bones. The business name on the checks
was three meaningless letters, like BHJ.
They came in every 2 weeks to stock the
cases and get the quarters from the peep
machines in the back.
One guy would stand by the door, a gun
in his shoulder holster inside
his windbreaker. Two other guys would
take bag after bag of quarters on a two
wheel cart out to the van. They rarely
spoke. They lived in LA, so I was on my
own the rest of the time.
Best job I ever had. I could study for my
classes all day, open late if I wanted, take
an hour for lunch. They never called because
there was no phone. There was a pay phone
where I could call them collect if I wanted.
I rarely did, and some gruff guy would always
answer with the phone number he was at.
I was told when they hired me to never
ask any questions about anything and
I would be fine. They were really pretty nice
guys, in a scary kind of way. Different than
the movies, but kind of the same too.
They never had an inventory list of what they
dropped off to go on the shelves and under
the counter, so I wasn't above writing a
fake receipt and pocketing the money here
and there. They had no idea what was there,
how would they know what was missing. Is
it a crime to steal from criminals? I haven't
been able to work that one out.
70's was manager of a Mob run adult bookstore.
It's still there and still an adult store, but the
Mob is long gone.
Some older guy with a pushed in nose hired
me in 1977. They owned a string of these
bookstore peepshow joints up and down
the coast. I never knew any of their real
names, only nicknames. Dicey, Rocky,
Bones. The business name on the checks
was three meaningless letters, like BHJ.
They came in every 2 weeks to stock the
cases and get the quarters from the peep
machines in the back.
One guy would stand by the door, a gun
in his shoulder holster inside
his windbreaker. Two other guys would
take bag after bag of quarters on a two
wheel cart out to the van. They rarely
spoke. They lived in LA, so I was on my
own the rest of the time.
Best job I ever had. I could study for my
classes all day, open late if I wanted, take
an hour for lunch. They never called because
there was no phone. There was a pay phone
where I could call them collect if I wanted.
I rarely did, and some gruff guy would always
answer with the phone number he was at.
I was told when they hired me to never
ask any questions about anything and
I would be fine. They were really pretty nice
guys, in a scary kind of way. Different than
the movies, but kind of the same too.
They never had an inventory list of what they
dropped off to go on the shelves and under
the counter, so I wasn't above writing a
fake receipt and pocketing the money here
and there. They had no idea what was there,
how would they know what was missing. Is
it a crime to steal from criminals? I haven't
been able to work that one out.
"It's not called gambling if the math is on your side."
December 5th, 2013 at 9:13:15 PM
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im a bigot
casino's money disappears
the execs worry when the wizard is near
He turns tears into joy
Everyone's happy when the wizard walks by
December 5th, 2013 at 9:13:32 PM
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Quote: EvenBobThe first job I had in Santa Barbara in the mid
70's was manager of a Mob run adult bookstore.
It's still there and still an adult store, but the
Mob is long gone.
Some older guy with a pushed in nose hired
me in 1977. They owned a string of these
bookstore peepshow joints up and down
the coast. I never knew any of their real
names, only nicknames. Dicey, Rocky,
Bones. The business name on the checks
was three meaningless letters, like BHJ.
They came in every 2 weeks to stock the
cases and get the quarters from the peep
machines in the back.
One guy would stand by the door, a gun
in his shoulder holster inside
his windbreaker. Two other guys would
take bag after bag of quarters on a two
wheel cart out to the van. They rarely
spoke. They lived in LA, so I was on my
own the rest of the time.
Best job I ever had. I could study for my
classes all day, open late if I wanted, take
an hour for lunch. They never called because
there was no phone. There was a pay phone
where I could call them collect if I wanted.
I rarely did, and some gruff guy would always
answer with the phone number he was at.
I was told when they hired me to never
ask any questions about anything and
I would be fine. They were really pretty nice
guys, in a scary kind of way. Different than
the movies, but kind of the same too.
They never had an inventory list of what they
dropped off to go on the shelves and under
the counter, so I wasn't above writing a
fake receipt and pocketing the money here
and there. They had no idea what was there,
how would they know what was missing. Is
it a crime to steal from criminals? I haven't
been able to work that one out.
Bob, did you have to clean out the, ahem, stalls?
"So drink gamble eat f***, because one day you will be dust." -ontariodealer
December 5th, 2013 at 9:21:39 PM
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Quote: AcesAndEightsBob, did you have to clean out the, ahem, stalls?
There was a 2nd shift guy who did most of it before
he closed. We had to change the movies all the time
and had to watch them to see if they ran right. I
saw hundreds of hardcore 8mm flicks in the year I
was there. Some were Gay, we had a lot of Gay
customers. I got to know a lot of the Gay guys,
they were always very funny and had a great attitude
about who they were. It was an odd job.
The most popular movie we ever had was a of
midget going at it with a full sized woman. He
was standing on a chair and she was on a kitchen
table. They wore that movie out and we had to
put on a second one, which they wore out also.
It was nothing more than the novelty of it.
"It's not called gambling if the math is on your side."
December 5th, 2013 at 9:24:19 PM
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Quote: tournamentkingYou should be in jail even today instead of crowing about your system-busting, and I hope you're writing from your cell. Some people lead such selfish lives that they never do learn to respect others. How many kids could you have snuffed out with you're irresponsibility, and worse still, why do you think they SUSPEND your license after you get caught doing something as stupid as that?
I drove drunk, got caught and did the time. To be clear I wasn't driving drunk after the initial DUI but I had to get to work. Sober person driving to and from work is that big of a deal to you huh?
December 5th, 2013 at 9:36:43 PM
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Quote: AcesAndEightsBob, did you have to clean out the, ahem, stalls?
I don't know who it was -- maybe it was comedian's bit, about going in one of the stalls and almost losing his balance 'cause it was slippery.
I never went into any of those, but have been in a porn theater years ago before the advent of the WWW. Even there, it's too dark to really see what you're about to sit on. Probably better not to know. People are nasty slobs, just look in the men's room that aren't cleaned often enough.
There's no secret. Just know what you're talking about before you open your mouth.
December 5th, 2013 at 9:55:02 PM
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Quote: rxwineI don't know who it was -- maybe it was comedian's bit, about going in one of the stalls and almost losing his balance 'cause it was slippery.
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I spent very little time back there. It was a meet up
place for Gay guys too, and I didn't need to know
what was going on. Every morning when I took
the previous days cash to the bank, I'd always get
40 rolls of quarters. That's mostly what I did, exchange
cash for quarters. There was one of those lever type
coin changers on the counter, it gave out 4 quarters
at a time, as fast as you could slide the lever.
The best part of the job was selling vibrators to women.
They would always have some reason, like they were
buying it as a gag gift for a wedding shower. Baloney.
It was for them. I really miss that job sometimes..
"It's not called gambling if the math is on your side."
December 5th, 2013 at 10:12:03 PM
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Quote: BeardgoatI drove drunk, got caught and did the time. To be clear I wasn't driving drunk after the initial DUI but I had to get to work. Sober person driving to and from work is that big of a deal to you huh?
We used to tell distance by how many beers it took to get there. Also got pretty inventive about places to pee. A lot of times if I'd just stop for a few while traffic would clear.
Somebody wants to get all up holier than thow baloney. I think they are just pulling your chain.
Something like 20% of drivers now don't have auto insurance, that to me is more questionable than driving without a license. Some places take your license for failing to pay child support, which seems back asswards to me, if you can't get to work how you going to pay?
There isn't anybody defends driving drunk, you paid your dues, good luck out there.
December 6th, 2013 at 6:18:26 AM
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Quote: EvenBobThe first job I had in Santa Barbara in the mid
70's was manager of a Mob run adult bookstore.
Ha! I went to a few of these back in early 80's. A group of 5 of us straight guys, drunk and/or stoned, would pile loudly into one booth, whoever had quarters would pick the film and we'd hoot and holler. Someone noticed these peculiar 3-inch holes cut in the walls between the booths about waist-high, and often there'd be another guy in there watching us. One time, one of these guys stuck his peenie through that wall into our booth, and before any of us late-teen guys could react, one guy in our group kicked it. Other guy hooowwled in pain. We all rushed out of that booth as fast as possible, laughing all the way.
Hope that guy's alright. That was pretty cruel.
"Poker sure is an easy game to beat if you have the roll to keep rebuying."
December 6th, 2013 at 8:06:38 AM
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Quote: BeardgoatI drove drunk, got caught and did the time. To be clear I wasn't driving drunk after the initial DUI but I had to get to work. Sober person driving to and from work is that big of a deal to you huh?
I wish you had gotten caught driving when you weren't allowed to, for your own sake. What did you learn, other than what you can maybe get away with again after being a repeat offender? As for the work thing, too bad you didn't think about that when on your drinking binge.
People telling about their law-breaking is one thing. Boasting about it when they clearly haven't learned a thing about the true DANGER they represent to innocent others, is something else entirely. My nephew is a police officer in NJ and his specialty is busting ignorant drunk drivers. I'm so proud of his exemplary record he's compiled that I've asked him to keep me updated on how many arrests he makes each week. There unfortunately is sometimes a body count too, and THAT'S what many DUI boasters never care about or understand.
