When I first started this new job, I was poor, right out of college - and I needed a printer for my computer at home. So we had this room of old printers that were just sitting in storage, and I took one and brought it home, intending to keep it. My moms saw it and wondered where I got it, and I said I borrowed it from work. I used it all one weekend, but guilt got the better of me and I put it back Monday morning. Good thing, because about a week later I guess they inventoried the storeroom, and found a couple of things missing.