As we exited the store, our purchase (a 4-pack of film) tucked away in our Man's Carry-all (or "purse"), the magnetic door-beeping security thing went off. We ignored it, because we are not the Hamburglar, and continued walking casually through that giant ugly parking lot, only to be pursued by an excited security guard who -- swear to God -- wished to confiscate our reciept. That's all. He did not want to read the reciept, or ask what we'd purchased, or to check the contents of our bag. He seemed only intent on determining that we did, in fact, have reciept, of some kind, for some purchase, from some store, somewhere on our person, from which he could then ensure that we were separated.

So, the message seems to be, "steal all you want! But no returns or exchanges."

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