While talking on the phone once, I picked up a bottle, turned my back to the counter with a tester bottle in my hand because I was looking for my lady that was with me.
The sales associate started screaming at me, thinking I was going to steal the bottle. I turned around, explained what I was doing, turned back around. By that time, I had two security guards near me, asking me not to steal the tester bottle. I get off the phone, place the bottle down, slowly take two steps back, take a deep breath and say calmly - "I was looking for my ladyfriend, she walked away. I answered the telephone, and while somewhat distracted, merely turned around and did not take even one step. If that is considered stealing, then so be it. Take me to the police, I'll subpoena the tape and I maintain my innocence."
The two security guards laughed, told me how super-sensitive the SA was about tester bottle theft since she has had 10 bottles stolen from her in just a week.
I've never stolen anything except for a piece of 5 cent gum (when I was quite young) and my father made me work in that small store the entire summer as penance. Since then, only have stolen bases while playing baseball... nothing else. But it happens apparently.
But not by me. Sadly, this was all over Sean John "I Am King of the Night" - which, I still cannot believe has melon in it that I actually like.