A few years ago we bought a largish flat screen TV one evening in a fairly dangerous Latin American city. I was too cheap to pay for delivery so we just carried it out of an upscale shopping mall. There was a taxi stand in front but the box was too big to fit in any of the tiny taxis and people started screaming at us about holding up the line. So, we walked home with it about eight blocks. It was dark out and we got lots of incredulous stares. This is a city where you can be shot for your fancy running shoes. We made it home safely but nobody at work believed the story.
