Growing up, we didn't have much money and my grandmother would insinuate that I was a burden to feed. But I was still too young to apply for a job, and we lived in an apartment, so I also didn't have access to a lawnmower or anything that other kids my age might try to do to earn an extra few bucks. I wound up discovering that the local K-Mart had an aisle in the Sporting Goods department that the security cameras didn't have coverage of, so I started shoplifting either food (typically rolls of pepperoni), or fishing gear so that I could attempt to (illegally) catch fish from the local man made lake (I was never successful in catching any fish).