Warning: Long Story Ahead I made a lunch-time round to a local Goodwill today, which I hit about 2 or 3 times a week. It's likely the biggest Goodwill there is. Among the things I've found there: Epiphone 15w practice amp ($3), Yamaha 5.1 surround receiver ($9), Alpine 6 disc changer, new in box ($9), reclining patio lounge chair, new ($14), and more Old Navy blue jeans for $6 each that I can remember. Today I saw a gig bag laying on a couch. Before I could get over there, an older couple (mid-60s) had already seen it and was inspecting it. As per thrift-shop etiquette, I stayed back until they decide to put it down. They opened it up and an acoustic guitar was in it. The husband began looking around, as if to see if anyone was watching them. He didn't notice me. They opened up the side pocked and took out what appeared to be a Bible. I couldn't tell what type of guitar it was, but it looked low-budget. They took a few more items out of the pocket, and now both of them were looking around to see who was watching them. This was odd to me. I walked around behind a shoe rack so that I could still watch them, but less conspicuously. I was waiting for them to set the guitar down and walk away, so that I could have my turn at inspecting it. But something different happened. The husband handed the bag to the wife, with the guitar in it, and she began walking away toward the front of the store. I thought, "Well... I've lost out on that item." The husband went a different direction. And I went to look at the blue jeans. About 2 mins later I noticed a local street-walking guy in the store. I recognized him, because he wears a kilt and Scottish beanie/cap that goes with it. Also, he regularly mans one of several corners in the area, selling the "homeless newspaper" in town, The Contributor. He's easy to spot. And he was frantically asking an employee something. I heard her say, "Check with the folks at the front of the store to see if it got turned in." Just a few seconds later I heard an annoucnement over the store intercom, "If you have picked up a guitar while shopping in the store today, please return it to the front desk. This item is not for sale and is a personal belonging to another shopper. Thank you." Then I saw the kilt-guy walking around again, looking everywhere. So I asked him, "Are you looking for an acoustic guitar in a gig bag?" He said, "YES! Have you seen it?" I explained to him about the couple that had been looking at it. I asked if it had a Bible in the pocket, and he responded with an even more enthusiastic "YES!!!" That was the point where I gained some level of credibility with him, since I knew about the Bible being in the bag too. I walked around the store with him, describing the couple that I had seen with the guitar, but we could not find them. Remember - it's a very large store. Finally, near the front, I saw the husband... about to walk out one of the two exits. I told my kilt-wearing-friend, "That's him. That's who I saw with the guitar. His wife was the one I saw walk away with it." At that, he hurriedly walked toward the man. By the time he caught up with him, the man was already half-way to his car. I followed a few steps behind. I heard him ask about the guitar, and the husband replied, "I have no idea what you're talking about." As the kilt-guy returned to me, I noticed the wife already sitting in their car. So I asked the man, "Were you not looking at a guitar in a gig bag?" He said, "No sir." I said, "I saw you take the guitar out, and also take out a Bible." He said, "But I didn't do anything with it. I don't have it." I said, "Your wife walked away with it." He ignored that and walked toward his car. I told kilt-guy, "He's not being honest here. You may want to have a look in their back seat." So kilt-guy follows the man, but not too close... maybe 15 feet behind him, and then looks all in the car. The husband shouts something at him, so kilt-guy retreats back to me. I said, "I wish we could see in their trunk." We walked back inside, and walked over to where I had originally seen the couple inspecting the guitar... and there laid kilt-guy's Bible, on the floor beside the couch. He was happy to get the Bible back, and show me his name that was in it. He told me he was going to call the police, and asked if would I stick around. I agreed, and then reminded him that I had not actually seen the couple walk out of the store with the guitar - I had only seen the wife walk away with the guitar, toward the front of the store. We followed her path, looking through all of the clothes racks and such, but no guitar. He called the non-emergency police number, and asked the manager to view the security recordings. About 15 mins later he was still on the phone, on hold, and the manager had not returned. I gave him my name and number and left. I see the guy in the area at least 3 or 4 times a week. If he doesn't have a guitar with him next time I see him, I'm going to give him one of mine, one that would suit his purposes.