i experienced something completely surreal a few hours ago that still has me shaking my head in disbelief.
last night i was minding my own business trying on clothes in an unattended fitting room at the target in steelyard commons when i couldn't help but listen in on the conversation that was happening right outside the door.
a family was discussing shoplifting.
and when i say "family" it was two adult women, probably in their 40's, giving two younger boys, probably 10 or 11, shoplifting tips.
"keep your head down from the cameras", one of the ladies directed.
"wow, that's a camera? you can barely see it up there", one of the boys responded.
"if they don't get your face, then they can't get you", the other lady piped in.
meanwhile i'm standing half naked in my fitting room with my mouth gaping open in disgust seriously considering opening the door and firmly pointing my finger in the shoplifting teacher's face and shaking it repeatedly.
but by the time i got dressed the professional shoplifting crew was gone and i couldn't help but feel like i should have done something, or at least let these people know that someone was listening to their lesson.
the whole damn situation just left me upset. i'm not naive, i understand stuff like this happens but actually listening to it live and hearing the voice of a boy who doesn't know any better already being pressured into shady situations at such a young age made me depressed.
does this kid even have a chance for something better?
and the cycle continues...