Have you ever unintentionally broken the law?

On two separate occasions we have stolen from Target. My brother, husband and I have this running joke that every time we go to Target together, one of us accidentally steals something. Two instances c one to mind.

One: When my brother first moved to Ohio, he was living in our basement with his dog. I love my puppy niece but she had to be contained because she was rather destructive. So, we took a trip to Target to get doggie gates.

We found what we were looking for in the baby aisle. It was one brown box labeled for the gate we were looking for. We needed another one to cover both sides of the basement where she would be contained to, but there was no more on the shelf. However, it said there was more in stock.

We flagged down an associate, who tried to scan the box (was unsuccessful), they looked it up on the store and checked in the back – came back empty handed. We decided to just pick another random gate and head to the checkout.

At the check out, we scanned every single barcode on the box – nothing would pop up for their inventory. Two different employees helped us. One eventually just overrode it and searched it to bring up the right item.

Once we got home, we begun to open the box and start assembling the gates so she could be left when we all went to work.

Then we found out that one brown box, had two baby gates inside. Whoever stocked it on the shelf, never took it out of the original shipping box.

We got two for the price of one.

Two: Maybe two weeks later, we all went to Target again. This time, My brother was looking for shelves for his books to do some unpacking.

We wandered around for forever in every possible aisle before marching to the furniture section. My brother had picked up this fancy forty-dollar candle that he threw at the bottom of his cart.

At the check out, he scanned everything from his cart after pulling it out – except for the shelves…that hide the candle out of sight.

So we started loading the car, there was the candle at the bottom of his cart. Unpaid for. Again.

We haven’t gone back to Target as a trio in a while, but those stories always give me a good laugh.