I've got a half brother and he doesn't live with me. Same dad, but different mom. We live the same lifestyle. We would always steal tons of clothes from Kohl's. It's really easy. You just take like 4 shirts into the dressing room, 2 of them which you want, put the 2 on under your coats (this was in the winter/semi cold), and some back out with the 2 other shirts, so it looks like you went in with the same stuff that you came out with. We would get shirts sweatshirts pants everything. Plus I loved doing it, because I could get new pants and shirts since my mom doesn't ever buy me new clothes. Only every year or something, I don't even know.
This time we went to Kohl's on New Years Eve. The store put in a new section of sweatshirts, so I got a green and white one that I really liked. My brother grabbed a shirt and a sweatshirt. As we were walking around (before we found the new section), there was this fat guy with glasses who was CLEARLY staring at us. He was an undercover worker. We knew that he was. This guy might have been the biggest fucking idiot that I've ever seen. We grabbed our stuff and went over to the Kids section (for like 6-10 year olds) and went into the dressing room. I was waiting outside of the dressing room with my brother, and the undercover worker went in there. We're sitting there looking at the door he was in. He peeked his head above it and realized that we were staring at him. What a fucking creep. He did follow us ALL around the store. But we finally took the clothes that we wanted into the dressing room and put them under our coats. We had our bikes outside of Kohl's, so we proceeded to leave. When we got outside, we saw the undercover worker running as fast as he could out of the store, so we got on our bikes. The guy wasn't chasing us, he just wanted to see where we would go, so that he could try and catch us. Stupidly, my brother said "Let's go to McDonalds.", since it was right there. Stupidly, I agreed with him. We go to McDonalds and we're walking around in there. He comes jogging in and orders a Large Coke. I mean by this time we knew that this guy might be the biggest fail at an undercover worker ever. We go into the playplace area with our food, and he goes outside and is sitting on his phone. He looks in the window and we wave at him. My brother and I are talking about what we're going to do. After we finished our food, we went back by the order area. My brother said "Alright, heres what we're going to do. We'll walk over by the bathroom, sit here, and when he runs into the bathroom (because he was following us), we'll get on our bikes and go." By the bathroom, there were seats with a little wall hiding the chairs, so we assumed that he would think we're in the bathroom, and run in there. Our plan failed. He comes up to us and says "Hey, I work for Kohl's. Give me my shit back or I'm going to call the police." We denied, and he made us unzip our sweatshirts. Then he said "I know that you stole those. If you give me those back and come to the store with me, the police won't be called and you wont be charged." So we believed him stupidly. We're walking through the parking lot. My brother goes "You're the fucking worst undercover worker EVER." and I said "Yeah, we knew that you were an undercover worker. You're horrible at it." And he's like "I'm actually a GOOD undercover worker. I knew that you guys stole my shit." And my brother says "It's KOHL'S ----- not yours." And he says "Well, I work for Kohl's. Why are you guys even doing this today? Don't you have a party to go to?" and we explained that we were getting clothes to go to the party, since we were going to go there after. Of course, he takes us into the back with other workers, in the security maintenance room. That's where all of the cameras worked, and I now understand how they work. They had like 8 different screens, they could move them around however they wanted, cameras in the parking lot, ect. Of course they called the police in. A cop comes in, Indian guy with a bald head. Not a crazy indian, he was actually kind of american. He's like "I HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT PEOPLE GETTING KILLED, AND NOW I HAVE TO BOTHER WITH YOU GUYS STEALING SHIT?" Then, we got our pictures taken, info taken down. We gave him fake address and birthday and stuff, and they eventually found out. We were hoping it would work for some reason, I'm not even sure why we think it would work. We got searched, and I had a knife on me, to cut off price tags and stuff. We took everything out of our pockets, but I didn't take the knife out, because I'm retarded. He searched me and found it, and was like "why didnt you take this out?" and I said "it's small, I didn't feel it." and he looked pissed. My brother also had cigarettes on him, so he was charged with tobacco. They took us to the station in separate cars, and our bikes in a truck. Called our dad, but he was at a party. So was my mom. They finally got a hold of them, and we had to get picked up. I went home, my mom was so pissed, and I fell asleep at about 12:05 AM, right after the new year. Shittiest new year ever. In the end, we didn't get charged with anything, because the State of Illinois gives kids a second chance. They also blacked this out on my record, so nobody can see it, like on job applications.
EDIT: OMFG SO LONG.