When I was growing up in Johannesburg, we used to go across to Pretoria where we had relatives who owned a bakery and pastry shop. When new employees would come, they would see the chocolate cakes and filch them.

My uncle was a wise man and decided to let the new employees eat as much as they wanted. He told them, "One of the perks of this job is you can eat all the chocolate cakes, all the tarts, everything you want." Sounded like heaven. They couldn't believe their ears.

They did eat everything they wanted, and they got sick of it. They never stole again.