That would be me! I caught the shoplifter on Saturday. Granny had run out to True Value and her granddaughter was at St*rbucks. I was all alone when a woman walked in with a very large purse–we are talking 2′ by 3′. She went right to the back of the shop and was looking at all the yarn that had been stolen. She has a thing for metallic novelties. However, she kept staying out of my line of vision. She even asked about the price of a bag of Takhi Star Granny had on the 50% off table. I told her someone had shoplifted half the bag so she would have to ask Granny when she returned.
Up to the front of the store and she was hunched over…all very suspicous. When Granny returned I wrote the secret word for shoplifter on a napkin. And preceded to write the names of the yarns the lady was checking out–all the ones that had been lifted last time! Granny was shaking her head NO at me. At True Value, Granny had gotten hooks for the ceiling so we could hang models. I climbed a step stool and peered over the table to see what the lady was doing. She was putting yarn in her big bag. We had just gotten in a new yarn on Friday. There had been 10 that morning when I moved the display. The lady put one on the counter–to buy–but where were the other two?
I confronted her. Perched atop my step stool I accused her of stealing. She claimed the yarn was hers. I told her one yarn we had just received on Friday and there was a whole box of 10 this morning. So I told her to empty her bag or I was calling the police. She said, "I’ll pay for it. I’ll pay for it." I said that was up to Granny–who was standing there like a deer in the headlights. The lady had some cockeyed story about only having $100 and could Granny change it. Granny said sure and the theif produced a $10. Surely not enough for the amount of yarn she was trying to steal.
I had seen her in the back of the shop touching another metallic yarn but I wasn’t sure how much we had so I called her on it. She said she returned it to the shelf. What the heck–she was already wrong. I called her bluff and told Granny to call the police. She pulled the ball out of her bag and claimed she left her $100 in the car and RAN!
It was very sad because the woman didn’t seem all there. However, both Granny and her granddaughter recognized her, saying she had shopped there for many years. Mostly, we attribute discrepancies in the inventory to our error. I guess you assume there is some shoplifting but this was just horrible. My heart was racing. I hope she never comes back.