  So I was just telling someone how I once stole a whole plethora of panda bear figurines from the Sea World gift shops. yes panda bears,  I guess it was better than the shamu snow globes or visors with fish on them.
and more compact for purse dropping as well.  I'm still making up for that.  I return all grocery carts to the designated cart return stations and twice I helped old ladies find their cars in the parking lot of Apples ( you know how the IN door is 50 feet away from the OUT door?  it is pretty discombobulating actually)  I always tip 20 percent no matter what and I try to scoop the crumbs onto my plate in restaurants,  since I was a bus girl at 14. it was at this little greasy spoon place called Chicken Manor. the guy who owned it was a crack head and kept this hand held mirror laying on his desk. he would walk through and grab chicken wings off the plates in the window,
 take a bite and throw it underneath the counter. he always knew when the inspectors were coming in ( he had the mob connections)  because we would have to scrub everything with ammonia. once he made me cry when I tried to waitress and got all screwed up. he yelled at me. and the table was so nice to me after that and gave me this huge tip. It's all true every word. I hope he gets a big heapin' helpin' of deep fried prison food.
