He was in his sixties. He came in with a purpose. I had other customers. I noticed him, greeted him then left him to his shopping. Once the others had left I glanced his way. He was hunched over near the moccasins and his posture was odd. Ask I walked over to get a better look he abruptly headed for the door. A moccasin fell out of his coat. "Whats with the moccasin?" I asked. "I think I just kicked it." he says. After a short while and me insisting that he return the other moccasin, he handed it over. I asked him to leave, he complied, I called security. There was over $580.00 more merchandise on him when they searched him. Who would have thought...