I looted, took advantage of a friendship, and put my wife in danger.
I don’t remember what happened that caused us all to start looting a gas station, but I remember jumping in and taking anything I could. At first, I was just grabbing the stuff I was already going to buy, but then I thought I might be able to resell some of the stuff I took. I looked for anything expensive — but its a gas station right. I grabbed oil. I went to the car to unload what I had taken, thinking I would just run back in and take even more. While I was doing that, people all around me were grabbing stuff off the shelves, just like I was. I remember thinking, “what’s wrong with these people?” Stephanie asked what was going on when I dropped the stuff I had stolen off in the car. “Nothing, just start packing this stuff up” I told her. When I got back to the gas station, the door was locked. A friend of mine (I have no idea who it was, just that I knew the guy) was inside, wearing a gas station uniform. He asked what I was doing, I asked him for a two liter of soda pop. “I can’t, I could lose my job” he said, but I was convincing. “I just need a drink, man. I won’t be long and look, so much is already gone, what would anyone notice?” There was someone else in the store with him that I didn’t recognize. He let me in. Continue reading “my dream – looting a gas station, taking advantage of a friend”