By Jennifer Maerz
They’re Back! San Francisco’s Secret Stories, Vices, & Obsessions Told Anonymously
We’ve noticed that people really love unloading juicy stories — so long as their names aren’t attached to them. Based on the popularity of our last anonymous package, we decided to make the week of nameless confessions a recurring feature on the site. For this round, dig into anonymous pieces that range from the indecent to the illegal, including your responses to the screwed-up crap your parents tried to pull over on you.
Check back daily for a new confession revealed. And here’s a sneak preview of what’s to come this week:
Monday: The thrill of a good steal, or why shoplifting is so damn addictive.
Tuesday: This teller imagined bank robberies to be the stuff of a Ben Affleck movie fantasy — until she was held up on the job.
Wednesday: We test the hypothesis that shoe size correlates to penis size using info from an anonymous survey. (Hint: the results involve plenty of sausages!)
Thursday: We asked for the best lies your parents ever told you (or that you told your kids) and realized kids will believe pretty much anything.
Friday: Think your caterers always got your back? Check this list of food service horror stories and you may reconsider.
Note: if you have a good anonymous story idea for a future package, email us at info@thebolditalic.com. We promise not to reveal your identity.
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