Good for Mom!
Stores are heavy, many hundreds of tons, sometimes.
Smart woman. Better her daughter find out the consequences now.
They ought to arrest the mom for naming her kid “Shiane”.....
Had to been an OSU fan! Only they would do such a stupid thing to collect $30.
I swiped a pack of BBs when I was 8 or 9. (local mom&pops store)
My mother took me back to the store, made me apologize, and for the next week I was to sweep the entire store and front porch everyday. All while nursing a sore hind end.
When my son was 7 or 8, he stole a dog toy at the TG&Y in Montgomery, AL. When I realized he had it, I drove back to the store and made him get out and find the Store Manager and tell him what he’d done. I was watching through the front windows as my son, heaving in sobs, told the Manager what he’d done and then asked forgiveness. The Manager patted him on the head and spoke to him. When my son got back in the store, he said the manager told him “never do that again” and my son answered “yes, sir.”
Life lesson learned.
I breathed a sigh of relief when this story turned out like it was *supposed* to do. But I would never, *ever* encourage a parent to do something like this, because you just don’t know anymore if the people in authority, the police, or school principal, or whoever, are *sane*.
If this police officer was a kook, and you know, this does happen, he could have had the girl hauled before a judge, who might have decided that the mother was unfit, and put the girl in foster care, despite the mother’s protests.
Or sent the girl to juvenile hall. Or who knows what all else. Anymore it seems that the wackiest, most unreasonable, strident and kooky individuals just gravitate to positions of authority like this. And once you or your loved ones are in their clutches, they do their level best to stubbornly make your lives a living hell.
Which one of those guys is her daughter?
For a 6 yr old?
No, calling the cops was way over the top.
In similar situations I have marched my kid back to the store, made him hand back the merchandise, look the store manager in the eye and apologize. That was pretty traumatic for him.
60 years ago I went to a store after school with some other kindergartners to spend our nickles on bubble gum. I got distracted by seeing the very first “ready-made” Halloween costume I’d ever seen. A block away from the store, gum in one hand, and nickle in the other, to my horror, I realized that I hadn’t paid for the gum. I ran......as fast as I could back to that store and amid lots of tears told the owner what had happened. I seem to have been born with an “honesty” gene that is incredibly active.