I'm Not As Nice as I Seem Today

So there was this time a few weeks ago when my neighbor's mail got mixed up with mine. Turns out they had an order for, and I quote, 'the world’s most expensive and absurdly large box of chocolates.' The irony is not lost on me that I adore chocolate more than anyone in our little suburban community could fathom. Anyway, as these things go, it was either return the package anonymously or... well, let's just say my hands weren't exactly clean after that. Now, whenever they see me around town with an innocent smile and a 'how are you?' I feel like some part of me is shouting, ‘Hey, I stole your chocolate stash! Don’t trust this guy!’ It’s funny how a simple act can make you feel so... well, not as good about yourself as you thought.