you walk past a man at the grocery store, the aisles have recently been reorganized and condensed because they're renovating the pharmacy section. you can hear him talking to himself, repeating the aisle number that the employee had told him, "TWO", clearly stressed out because he cant find the face-masks. he's holding his own face-mask on with one hand behind his head, grasping the broken straps with a few fingers, but he's determined to maintain his public obligation. you take note of this, and once you enter the next aisle, aisle THREE, you see that the face-masks are right there, right at the end of the aisle. you grab them, and walk back to the other aisle, hoping he's still there. he is. you hold the masks up, and he shoots his hands up as if his team just scored a goal. you toss him the masks, and he says something along the lines of "oh boy, i'm going to give that lady such a hard time!" he gives you two thumbs up and makes his way to the front of the store. on your way out of the store you see him teasing the employee that told him the wrong aisle, but they're both clearly enjoying the banter. you've just successfully stolen half a pound of port salut and two snake plants.
go out of your way to do stuff.