I had a brief but illustrious career as a shoplifter and cat burgler in Jr High. I used to walk into K-mart in the fall, put on a brand new jacket and fill it full of crap and walk out of the store. Started stealing bigger and bigger things just to impress my friends.
Eventually I broke into a convenience store in the middle of the night; ripped the vent cover off the roof and wiggled my skinny ass down into the attic space. Stole a bunch of wine, lunch meat and fuck books (hey, it was Jr high!)
One day I got stopped on the way out of the grocery store after spending too much time loitering (again) and not buying anything. The woman made me empty my pockets but never found the bag of Nestle Crunch Bars I had stuffed down the front of my pants (I'm still a great liar to this day.)
That was enough of a close call that I never shoplifted again.