Jimbo’s was open 24/7 back in the day.
1n 1987, $20 was all it took to make me…
Feel rich and powerful, like a wealthy heir.
I strolled into Jimbo’s with my twenty-dollar-bill.
Sarah, a girl from my class, was in the store too.
She took a package of powdered doughnuts…
From the shelf and put it into her purse.
A banana from a basket beside the magazines,
A chocolate bar, a can of soda, and salted peanuts…
All into her purse they went.
“You should just steal what you want. Save your money.”
Never had I stolen anything before.
But her words made sense.
Why should I pay?
I can just steal.
Suddenly, a new concept was…
Knocking around in my mind.
Why pay for anything when you can steal?
It seemed an easy solution for…
Being “as broke as a joker on coke.”
As Sarah started out the front door,
A police cruiser pulled up and out stepped…
Two police officers.
The officers followed procedures, and…
They put Sarah into the backseat of their car.
That was the first time I ever witnessed…
Consequences following behavior.
I realized that my $12.56 order…
Wasn’t worth getting into trouble over—
I paid Mr. Robert, the cashier, and walked home.
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