Whose bread is it anyway?

Every morning, the local supermarkets leave out shopping carts full of bread, cakes, pasteries, and sometimes even other produce and items (juice, eggs, milk). Our corps goes to pick all of it up first thing in the morning and we hand it out to our clients and drop by/homeless all day.
Some people really need it, some people take full advantage of it - I don't want to know when that happens because it's just sad.

This morning the guy who usually does all the pick-ups is off for the day so I drove the truck to do the rounds. I pulled up to the back entrance of the Safeway and saw a man walking very briskly past me with a funny, constipated-kind-of look. I got out of the car and started walking behind him, going to the carts of bread that were waiting for pick up. Turns out he was walking that way too, saw me, grabbed a loaf and darted away quickly.

I hate to admit it but I laughed even though he kept looking back at me and running. I mean, I am picking up free bread that is going to people who need it. If he needs it, I'm glad that he got it. If he's just bored and wants to run around stealing bread for fun, that's a whole different story. Anyway, I'm sure it just feels like stealing to him because it wasn't bought or given to him in the knowledge that it's ok to take it - I would have yelled at him and told him to come back to the corps and he could take what he needed but then he had really run away from me by then.