Not exactly a run in with the criminal but when my car was broken into I argued with the cop for about 20 minutes about the difference between a lane and a circle.
Yes douche, I know what a circle is. I don't live on the motherfucking circle. I don't care if you don't see it labeled as lane on your computer because I'm looking at the god damned sign, and the sign across the street uses the circle.
Yes I know a circle goes around, no I'm not on the road half a mile up, I'm on the connecting piece of asphalt. Yes I know what a circle is god damnit, do you?
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And yet, every time they check my receipt/bags, they never find anything.
One time, back when they were putting those dumb sensor tags on everything, like deodorant, I decided to try to steal some just to see if this particular idea I'd had would work. I took two, pocketed one, and put the other in my basket. After I checked out, I went into the bathroom, put the purchased (and sensor-deactivated one) in my pocket, and put the un-scanned one in my bag. Headed out, triggered the sensor. They asked for my bag, waved it in front of the thing, it went off, they pulled out my receipt, checked the items, saw I'd paid for the stick of deodorant, handed me my bag, and sent me on my way.
I'm....probably a klepto. I genuinely find stealing a bit of a challenge. Like...how can I outsmart theft-detection/deterrents, ya know?
that I'm not a thief (though I've stolen plenty of things from there)
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Yeah, what the fuck.
"I'm not a thief, but I'm a thief."
Yeah, no, I'm definitely a thief. I've stolen all kinds of shit. Kind of a thrill. Probably a bit of a klepto.
So actually, you're the reason the rest of us have to show our receipts to the fucking greeters. Thanks a lot, asshole.
And yet, every time they check my receipt/bags, they never find anything.
One time, back when they were putting those dumb sensor tags on everything, like deodorant, I decided to try to steal some just to see if this particular idea I'd had would work. I took two, pocketed one, and put the other in my basket. After I checked out, I went into the bathroom, put the purchased (and sensor-deactivated one) in my pocket, and put the un-scanned one in my bag. Headed out, triggered the sensor. They asked for my bag, waved it in front of the thing, it went off, they pulled out my receipt, checked the items, saw I'd paid for the stick of deodorant, handed me my bag, and sent me on my way.
I'm....probably a klepto. I genuinely find stealing a bit of a challenge. Like...how can I outsmart theft-detection/deterrents, ya know?
Yes, you're such a bad ass, we know!
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that I'm not a thief (though I've stolen plenty of things from there)
o_O
Yeah, what the fuck.
"I'm not a thief, but I'm a thief."
Yeah, no, I'm definitely a thief. I've stolen all kinds of shit. Kind of a thrill. Probably a bit of a klepto.
So actually, you're the reason the rest of us have to show our receipts to the fucking greeters. Thanks a lot, asshole.
And yet, every time they check my receipt/bags, they never find anything.
One time, back when they were putting those dumb sensor tags on everything, like deodorant, I decided to try to steal some just to see if this particular idea I'd had would work. I took two, pocketed one, and put the other in my basket. After I checked out, I went into the bathroom, put the purchased (and sensor-deactivated one) in my pocket, and put the un-scanned one in my bag. Headed out, triggered the sensor. They asked for my bag, waved it in front of the thing, it went off, they pulled out my receipt, checked the items, saw I'd paid for the stick of deodorant, handed me my bag, and sent me on my way.
I'm....probably a klepto. I genuinely find stealing a bit of a challenge. Like...how can I outsmart theft-detection/deterrents, ya know?
Klepto's steal out of irresistable compulsion, not out of a sense of challenge. Often they don't even realize they're doing it and end up with random shit they don't even want.
You're not a kleptomaniac. You're an asshole thief.
One time I went to Wal-mart, grabbed what I had come for, went to the self-check-out line. I paid with my credit card, for the little terminal asked for my signature. Feeling a tad bit feisty, I signed it in print letters "Credit Card Fraud". It accepted it, printed out my receipt with the signature I signed printed right there on the receipt.
I head towards the exit and one of the greeters stops me, asking to see my receipt. I calmly hand her the receipt, she looks over it intently, clearly lingers a bit on the signature, and then nods, hands me my receipt and waves me through. That one greatly confused me.
And yet, every time they check my receipt/bags, they never find anything.
One time, back when they were putting those dumb sensor tags on everything, like deodorant, I decided to try to steal some just to see if this particular idea I'd had would work. I took two, pocketed one, and put the other in my basket. After I checked out, I went into the bathroom, put the purchased (and sensor-deactivated one) in my pocket, and put the un-scanned one in my bag. Headed out, triggered the sensor. They asked for my bag, waved it in front of the thing, it went off, they pulled out my receipt, checked the items, saw I'd paid for the stick of deodorant, handed me my bag, and sent me on my way.
I'm....probably a klepto. I genuinely find stealing a bit of a challenge. Like...how can I outsmart theft-detection/deterrents, ya know?
So actually, you're the reason the rest of us have to show our receipts to the fucking greeters. Thanks a lot, asshole.
Oh yeah, that's exactly it. It's all my fault. I'm so hardcore that Wal-Mart decided it would cost them less money to install worthless theft-deterrent systems that don't actually stop very much. Yeah, I'm so awesome.
My wife had a run-in with some criminals before she moved up here to Canada. She'd been living with her mother, with most of her stuff in storage pending the documentation being processed which would allow her to move in with me up here. No sense in carrying a year lease when you were planning on leaving in a few months.
They come home from a shopping trip one weekday to find a message on their machine from the owner of the storage units. Seems that someone was getting their stuff out, had forgotten their key for the lock, so they brought bolt cutters to cut it off. "Unfortunately" they'd gotten the storage locker wrong and had cut the lock off my wife's unit. This apparently happened late the previous evening. Being the fine upstanding people that they were, they did not replace the lock, nor guard the unit until such time as someone could be contacted. They left a message with the owner who wasn't home, and took off for out of state.
My wife rushed over there (it was only a block away), and found her unit rifled through. TV taken, boxes unpacked, stuff missing. She didn't lose a lot in the material sense, but there were some things in there of sentimental value that she'd been given that were missing, and even the notion of strangers going through her things was really upsetting.
Police were called of course, but really, what can you do? Noone was ever caught or compensated. We still theorize that they entirely intended to rifle through someone else's unit using this excuse, figuring on plausible deniability and distance to keep them from having to deal with the law.
I hate you tox, you're the type of person that probably stole $20 worth of change from my car, my cellphone charger, and headset. And I hate you.
I wouldn't steal a phone charger.
Wait, yeah, I have, actually. the cord on mine got chewed through, and someone at the restaurant I worked at had left their charger in the break room (we're not even supposed to bring our phones into the store with us). So I ganked it.
Another time, someone had left their phone charging in the breakroom, after being told, multiple times, to stop doing it. It was one of the PTT Nokias, with the really easy to get to SIMM cards, so I just swiped that, and tossed it down the sink drain.
I'm well aware that I'm an asshole. I'm pretty okay with it.
And yet, every time they check my receipt/bags, they never find anything.
One time, back when they were putting those dumb sensor tags on everything, like deodorant, I decided to try to steal some just to see if this particular idea I'd had would work. I took two, pocketed one, and put the other in my basket. After I checked out, I went into the bathroom, put the purchased (and sensor-deactivated one) in my pocket, and put the un-scanned one in my bag. Headed out, triggered the sensor. They asked for my bag, waved it in front of the thing, it went off, they pulled out my receipt, checked the items, saw I'd paid for the stick of deodorant, handed me my bag, and sent me on my way.
I'm....probably a klepto. I genuinely find stealing a bit of a challenge. Like...how can I outsmart theft-detection/deterrents, ya know?
So actually, you're the reason the rest of us have to show our receipts to the fucking greeters. Thanks a lot, asshole.
Oh yeah, that's exactly it. It's all my fault. I'm so hardcore that Wal-Mart decided it would cost them less money to install worthless theft-deterrent systems that don't actually stop very much. Yeah, I'm so awesome.
Uh, yes, it is your fault, because you get your jollies from stealing apparently. And all the people who, you know, just go in and buy things get to deal with higher prices and increased scrutiny because you're an asshole. The worst kind of asshole too, the one who thinks being an asshole makes you cooler than the rest of us.
And yet, every time they check my receipt/bags, they never find anything.
One time, back when they were putting those dumb sensor tags on everything, like deodorant, I decided to try to steal some just to see if this particular idea I'd had would work. I took two, pocketed one, and put the other in my basket. After I checked out, I went into the bathroom, put the purchased (and sensor-deactivated one) in my pocket, and put the un-scanned one in my bag. Headed out, triggered the sensor. They asked for my bag, waved it in front of the thing, it went off, they pulled out my receipt, checked the items, saw I'd paid for the stick of deodorant, handed me my bag, and sent me on my way.
I'm....probably a klepto. I genuinely find stealing a bit of a challenge. Like...how can I outsmart theft-detection/deterrents, ya know?
So actually, you're the reason the rest of us have to show our receipts to the fucking greeters. Thanks a lot, asshole.
Oh yeah, that's exactly it. It's all my fault. I'm so hardcore that Wal-Mart decided it would cost them less money to install worthless theft-deterrent systems that don't actually stop very much. Yeah, I'm so awesome.
Uh, yes, it is your fault, because you get your jollies from stealing apparently. And all the people who, you know, just go in and buy things get to deal with higher prices and increased scrutiny because you're an asshole. The worst kind of asshole too, the one who thinks being an asshole makes you cooler than the rest of us.
No one snowflake is to blame for the avalanche.
And, again, I don't think I'm cool, or awesome, or better than anybody, or anything like that. I just genuinely don't care.
And yet, every time they check my receipt/bags, they never find anything.
One time, back when they were putting those dumb sensor tags on everything, like deodorant, I decided to try to steal some just to see if this particular idea I'd had would work. I took two, pocketed one, and put the other in my basket. After I checked out, I went into the bathroom, put the purchased (and sensor-deactivated one) in my pocket, and put the un-scanned one in my bag. Headed out, triggered the sensor. They asked for my bag, waved it in front of the thing, it went off, they pulled out my receipt, checked the items, saw I'd paid for the stick of deodorant, handed me my bag, and sent me on my way.
I'm....probably a klepto. I genuinely find stealing a bit of a challenge. Like...how can I outsmart theft-detection/deterrents, ya know?
So actually, you're the reason the rest of us have to show our receipts to the fucking greeters. Thanks a lot, asshole.
Oh yeah, that's exactly it. It's all my fault. I'm so hardcore that Wal-Mart decided it would cost them less money to install worthless theft-deterrent systems that don't actually stop very much. Yeah, I'm so awesome.
Uh, yes, it is your fault, because you get your jollies from stealing apparently. And all the people who, you know, just go in and buy things get to deal with higher prices and increased scrutiny because you're an asshole. The worst kind of asshole too, the one who thinks being an asshole makes you cooler than the rest of us.
No one snowflake is to blame for the avalanche.
Except the one that sings Madonna's Like a Virgin at the top of it's lungs while landing on loose snow on a steep bank or incline.
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Back when I was rooming with my friends, our house got broken into. Interesting story.
I got home from work first, when I opened the front door I noticed that a nearby window was partially open. One that we never touched. It did set off my weird sense. I walked into the living room and noticed my roommate's X-Box was missing from it's usual perch. I thought for a moment that he might have taken it in to work (he worked at a new/used game store) or that maybe my other roommate had done so. I went to my room and threw down my stuff. I went into the room where the window was open, and saw that a floor lamp was lying on the floor, broken at the base. It was next to the open window. Suspicion set in at that point.
I grabbed the phone and called the second roommate, but got his voice mail. I tried calling my other roommate's work as he didn't have a cell phone.
I asked him if he'd taken the X-Box in with him for some reason- he said no. I proceeded to tell him that I thought we'd been broken into. He stopped for a second and asked me to go into his room. I did. He then asked me to look at a spot on the floor under his Annie DeFranco poster- was there anything there? I responded, no there's nothing there.
"I gotta go", he said. "Dude- we just got robbed? What's more important than that?"
"I'm pretty sure the people who broke in are here right now trying to sell me my Sega Saturn and X-Box."
As it turns out, yes, they had grabbed his entire Sega Saturn collection. He thought it was weird that someone would have the same esoteric games he did, but it didn't set him off until I called.
While he stalled them, the cops were called. He was told to simply buy everything they offered, and get their information (it's kind of like a pawn shop- you get thumbprinted and you licence is copied).
They did send someone out to fingerprint the areas of the house, and that was amusing, because my roommates had to hide all the bongs and pot somewhere else.
Eventually, we got most of our stuff back. Mostly games and the X-box. My other roommate did lose a pair of prescription sunglasses, and a personalized engraved beer stien filled with loose change. Never did see those again.
Last we heard, the lady of the group who actually tried to fence the stolen goods went to jail- no word on if she ever rolled over on the actual thieves.
There also was this time when my truck got stolen, and I had to go to court to testify against the hag they caught driving it later... un-eventful, though.
Wait, yeah, I have, actually. the cord on mine got chewed through, and someone at the restaurant I worked at had left their charger in the break room (we're not even supposed to bring our phones into the store with us). So I ganked it.
Another time, someone had left their phone charging in the breakroom, after being told, multiple times, to stop doing it. It was one of the PTT Nokias, with the really easy to get to SIMM cards, so I just swiped that, and tossed it down the sink drain.
once me and a buddy of mine went bike riding under this huge overpass. people would chuck all sorts of stuff down there so we would ride down, and climb up the massive concrete walls to search throw all the junk left there.
well, us being retarded 12 year olds, we left our bikes standing upright at the bottom of the structure.
as we started climbing up two guys walked by and waved hello to us (this was a fairly popular path as it took you through town without being on the main road). we waved back and climbed further up.
we got near the top, so close you could feel the cars passing over head.
suddenly, my friend is yelling and jabbing his hands down at our bikes. except, they were gone! i look to the right and see the two guys from before, on our bikes, pedalling away like maniacs.
we scrambled down and gave chase, but clearly they had the upper hand. we could hear them laughing and calling back to us, which only made me more furious.
we ended up calling the cops but the cop who came basicaly told us we were stupid and that the bikes were long gone.
Shit, I had completely forgot! Yeah, I'm working at Wal-Mart, and some lady apparently stole like 12 or 15 or a whole damn bunch of TVs...she had simply grabbed a hand cart, and was throwing them on it and rolling them out the door one at a time. Did this more than ten times before a greeter finally, like, noticed. Had a whole van full. If she hadn't gone back for that last one, she'd have gotten away with it.
I wound up catching the shit for it, because I was in electronics. Which may be fair. But I was alone in there, and busy with customers back-to-back the entire time. I mean, that's why we have door greeters and why we generally mark the boxes so they know the crap was paid for.
But yeah.
See, that's why I hate when the greeters try to check my bags and ask to see my receipt and all that crap. I politely inform them that it's okay, that I'm not a thief (though I've stolen plenty of things from there), and that I didn't steal anything. If they give me crap. I give it back, and I don't break stride.
The one time I actually got confronted was when I had a cart full of groceries. Like....refrigerated stuff, and I'd spent over $100. The manager ended up coming over, and I put it plainly. "Look, if you want to check through all this stuff we can go over to Customer Service and you can sort through it while they're ringing up my return. If you're going to assume I'm stealing from you, I'm not going to bother actually giving you my money."
He apologized, and left me on my way.
Interesting little factoid, but stores actually can't force you to submit to a search. They can ask, but if you say no there's nothing they can do about it. Places like BJ's get away with it because you sign a contract when you join.
I hate you tox, you're the type of person that probably stole $20 worth of change from my car, my cellphone charger, and headset. And I hate you.
This reminds me of a friend of mine in Boston who had his Civic broken into. They left his cell phone and his stereo and spare change.
They took his head rests.
Some guys stole the glass from the wing mirrors off my co-worker's pickup. When he phoned in, it was like $25 a piece to replace, so we had a good long discussion about why somebody would do that.
I hate you tox, you're the type of person that probably stole $20 worth of change from my car, my cellphone charger, and headset. And I hate you.
This reminds me of a friend of mine in Boston who had his Civic broken into. They left his cell phone and his stereo and spare change.
They took his head rests.
They could've hijacked a few hundred dollars with of programming books too, but clearly that was too much information to process. If you can conceal a cellphone charger with a huge ass cord you can conceal a text book or two.
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Last year, a buddy of mine fell asleep on his couch one night. Around 5:30 AM or so, he wakes up and there are two guys standing in his living room staring at him. He screamed bloody murder and they ran out. He chased them for about 100 yards until he realized he wasn't wearing any pants.
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I hate you tox, you're the type of person that probably stole $20 worth of change from my car, my cellphone charger, and headset. And I hate you.
This reminds me of a friend of mine in Boston who had his Civic broken into. They left his cell phone and his stereo and spare change.
They took his head rests.
Some guys stole the glass from the wing mirrors off my co-worker's pickup. When he phoned in, it was like $25 a piece to replace, so we had a good long discussion about why somebody would do that.
How do you even sell shit like that. I think pawn shops should be pretty illegal, it might stop petty shit like this from happening because from my position, there is relatively no legal reason to use a pawn shop. Is $200 for your grandmother's $8,000 diamond ring really worth keeping around just because you're in a pinch and need $200 until your next paycheck in 2 days? No, you'd probably likely be able to go "hey look I'm a little late on my rent and you'll get the money in 2 days" because you're not dealing with the fucking mafia anymore.
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Last year, a buddy of mine fell asleep on his couch one night. Around 5:30 AM or so, he wakes up and there are two guys standing in his living room staring at him. He screamed bloody murder and they ran out. He chased them for about 100 yards until he realized he wasn't wearing any pants.
this belongs in S&E as well.
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I hate you tox, you're the type of person that probably stole $20 worth of change from my car, my cellphone charger, and headset. And I hate you.
This reminds me of a friend of mine in Boston who had his Civic broken into. They left his cell phone and his stereo and spare change.
They took his head rests.
Some guys stole the glass from the wing mirrors off my co-worker's pickup. When he phoned in, it was like $25 a piece to replace, so we had a good long discussion about why somebody would do that.
How do you even sell shit like that.
We ended up agreeing that it somebody who legitimately broke their own mirrors, based on the fact they pried out the fiddly little holding pegs instead of just taking the glass. So either some guy or a shady auto shop.
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Meh, stealing from Walmart is not even on the same scale as stealing from a person. I've had my car broken into twice. Once my mom took it to the shop without me having a chance to get my stuff out, and I lost a pellet gun, like 4 old cell phones I was going to sell, my stereo, and like 60 CDs. Another time I bought my current car, took it home to my apartment complex, and when I came out in the morning the window was smashed. Cocksuckers didn't even take anything.
I've also been robbed. I was trying to sell like $200-$300 worth of stereo equipment, and the fucker maced me and ran off.
Last year, a buddy of mine fell asleep on his couch one night. Around 5:30 AM or so, he wakes up and there are two guys standing in his living room staring at him. He screamed bloody murder and they ran out. He chased them for about 100 yards until he realized he wasn't wearing any pants.
One time I went to Wal-mart, grabbed what I had come for, went to the self-check-out line. I paid with my credit card, for the little terminal asked for my signature. Feeling a tad bit feisty, I signed it in print letters "Credit Card Fraud". It accepted it, printed out my receipt with the signature I signed printed right there on the receipt.
I head towards the exit and one of the greeters stops me, asking to see my receipt. I calmly hand her the receipt, she looks over it intently, clearly lingers a bit on the signature, and then nods, hands me my receipt and waves me through. That one greatly confused me.
As a side note, in Experiment #3, he goes to Krispy Kreme in Dedham, MA. That KK closed down about a month after he posted this. Lack of business, since DDs have such a stranglehold on the morning fast food market in this state (and their headquarters is the building next to mine).
To keep my post semi on topic, I've never been robbed or broke into. I feel...special. A boring kind of special though.
Last year, a buddy of mine fell asleep on his couch one night. Around 5:30 AM or so, he wakes up and there are two guys standing in his living room staring at him. He screamed bloody murder and they ran out. He chased them for about 100 yards until he realized he wasn't wearing any pants.
this belongs in S&E as well.
huh?
strange and embarrassing moments thread.
i laughed so hard.
it would also be a great story to have a long and drawn out explanation of what happened only to have it end up with a guy running down the street without pants on.
To start Canadians have a candy similar to M&Ms called Smarties, dunno if they're available outside of Canada, but I know they're not available in Florida, every now and then my parents come down from Canada with a box of them for me to eat (A bulk box of like 40 or 50). (For good measure, Americans have a candy called Smarties too, but they're like Rockets in Canada. Just FYI)
So I take my wife's car to the Hyundai dealership to get the tires and brakes replaced, they take way longer than they quoted to fix, leaving me sitting around for quite some time (I walked 6 miles that day to kill time). I'd left a box of them in the console area and I was totally planning on eating them when they were done.
Queue a few hours later when I get into the car and realize they're gone... Damn I was pissed, they ate my Smarties
Fun part? They called later on and asked for a review of their service, I trashed them and specifically let them know they stole my box o' Smarties...
Last year, a buddy of mine fell asleep on his couch one night. Around 5:30 AM or so, he wakes up and there are two guys standing in his living room staring at him. He screamed bloody murder and they ran out. He chased them for about 100 yards until he realized he wasn't wearing any pants.
this belongs in S&E as well.
huh?
strange and embarrassing moments thread.
i laughed so hard.
it would also be a great story to have a long and drawn out explanation of what happened only to have it end up with a guy running down the street without pants on.
Ah, gotcha
Yeah, I am not embellishing at all. It's the most bizarre break-in story I've ever heard. Crazy thing is, this was in a residential neighborhood of single family houses in Falls Church, VA. Who breaks into a house when people are guaranteed to be home? Totally crazy.
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Yes douche, I know what a circle is. I don't live on the motherfucking circle. I don't care if you don't see it labeled as lane on your computer because I'm looking at the god damned sign, and the sign across the street uses the circle.
Yes I know a circle goes around, no I'm not on the road half a mile up, I'm on the connecting piece of asphalt. Yes I know what a circle is god damnit, do you?
Can trade TF2 items or whatever else you're interested in. PM me.
Yes, you're such a bad ass, we know!
Klepto's steal out of irresistable compulsion, not out of a sense of challenge. Often they don't even realize they're doing it and end up with random shit they don't even want.
You're not a kleptomaniac. You're an asshole thief.
http://www.drunkrepublic.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=97:when-your-credit-card-signature-fun-backfires&catid=34:humor&Itemid=60 (NSFW line drawing)
Oh yeah, that's exactly it. It's all my fault. I'm so hardcore that Wal-Mart decided it would cost them less money to install worthless theft-deterrent systems that don't actually stop very much. Yeah, I'm so awesome.
Yeah, no, not even remotely. I'm just bored, is all.
They come home from a shopping trip one weekday to find a message on their machine from the owner of the storage units. Seems that someone was getting their stuff out, had forgotten their key for the lock, so they brought bolt cutters to cut it off. "Unfortunately" they'd gotten the storage locker wrong and had cut the lock off my wife's unit. This apparently happened late the previous evening. Being the fine upstanding people that they were, they did not replace the lock, nor guard the unit until such time as someone could be contacted. They left a message with the owner who wasn't home, and took off for out of state.
My wife rushed over there (it was only a block away), and found her unit rifled through. TV taken, boxes unpacked, stuff missing. She didn't lose a lot in the material sense, but there were some things in there of sentimental value that she'd been given that were missing, and even the notion of strangers going through her things was really upsetting.
Police were called of course, but really, what can you do? Noone was ever caught or compensated. We still theorize that they entirely intended to rifle through someone else's unit using this excuse, figuring on plausible deniability and distance to keep them from having to deal with the law.
I wouldn't steal a phone charger.
Wait, yeah, I have, actually. the cord on mine got chewed through, and someone at the restaurant I worked at had left their charger in the break room (we're not even supposed to bring our phones into the store with us). So I ganked it.
Another time, someone had left their phone charging in the breakroom, after being told, multiple times, to stop doing it. It was one of the PTT Nokias, with the really easy to get to SIMM cards, so I just swiped that, and tossed it down the sink drain.
I'm well aware that I'm an asshole. I'm pretty okay with it.
No one snowflake is to blame for the avalanche.
And, again, I don't think I'm cool, or awesome, or better than anybody, or anything like that. I just genuinely don't care.
Except the one that sings Madonna's Like a Virgin at the top of it's lungs while landing on loose snow on a steep bank or incline.
Oh wait
Where's Batman when you need him?
Will I do? I'm an internet tough guy you know.
I got home from work first, when I opened the front door I noticed that a nearby window was partially open. One that we never touched. It did set off my weird sense. I walked into the living room and noticed my roommate's X-Box was missing from it's usual perch. I thought for a moment that he might have taken it in to work (he worked at a new/used game store) or that maybe my other roommate had done so. I went to my room and threw down my stuff. I went into the room where the window was open, and saw that a floor lamp was lying on the floor, broken at the base. It was next to the open window. Suspicion set in at that point.
I grabbed the phone and called the second roommate, but got his voice mail. I tried calling my other roommate's work as he didn't have a cell phone.
I asked him if he'd taken the X-Box in with him for some reason- he said no. I proceeded to tell him that I thought we'd been broken into. He stopped for a second and asked me to go into his room. I did. He then asked me to look at a spot on the floor under his Annie DeFranco poster- was there anything there? I responded, no there's nothing there.
"I gotta go", he said. "Dude- we just got robbed? What's more important than that?"
"I'm pretty sure the people who broke in are here right now trying to sell me my Sega Saturn and X-Box."
As it turns out, yes, they had grabbed his entire Sega Saturn collection. He thought it was weird that someone would have the same esoteric games he did, but it didn't set him off until I called.
While he stalled them, the cops were called. He was told to simply buy everything they offered, and get their information (it's kind of like a pawn shop- you get thumbprinted and you licence is copied).
They did send someone out to fingerprint the areas of the house, and that was amusing, because my roommates had to hide all the bongs and pot somewhere else.
Eventually, we got most of our stuff back. Mostly games and the X-box. My other roommate did lose a pair of prescription sunglasses, and a personalized engraved beer stien filled with loose change. Never did see those again.
Last we heard, the lady of the group who actually tried to fence the stolen goods went to jail- no word on if she ever rolled over on the actual thieves.
There also was this time when my truck got stolen, and I had to go to court to testify against the hag they caught driving it later... un-eventful, though.
Okay, that's funny.
This reminds me of a friend of mine in Boston who had his Civic broken into. They left his cell phone and his stereo and spare change.
They took his head rests.
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well, us being retarded 12 year olds, we left our bikes standing upright at the bottom of the structure.
as we started climbing up two guys walked by and waved hello to us (this was a fairly popular path as it took you through town without being on the main road). we waved back and climbed further up.
we got near the top, so close you could feel the cars passing over head.
suddenly, my friend is yelling and jabbing his hands down at our bikes. except, they were gone! i look to the right and see the two guys from before, on our bikes, pedalling away like maniacs.
we scrambled down and gave chase, but clearly they had the upper hand. we could hear them laughing and calling back to us, which only made me more furious.
we ended up calling the cops but the cop who came basicaly told us we were stupid and that the bikes were long gone.
Interesting little factoid, but stores actually can't force you to submit to a search. They can ask, but if you say no there's nothing they can do about it. Places like BJ's get away with it because you sign a contract when you join.
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Some guys stole the glass from the wing mirrors off my co-worker's pickup. When he phoned in, it was like $25 a piece to replace, so we had a good long discussion about why somebody would do that.
They could've hijacked a few hundred dollars with of programming books too, but clearly that was too much information to process. If you can conceal a cellphone charger with a huge ass cord you can conceal a text book or two.
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How do you even sell shit like that. I think pawn shops should be pretty illegal, it might stop petty shit like this from happening because from my position, there is relatively no legal reason to use a pawn shop. Is $200 for your grandmother's $8,000 diamond ring really worth keeping around just because you're in a pinch and need $200 until your next paycheck in 2 days? No, you'd probably likely be able to go "hey look I'm a little late on my rent and you'll get the money in 2 days" because you're not dealing with the fucking mafia anymore.
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this belongs in S&E as well.
We ended up agreeing that it somebody who legitimately broke their own mirrors, based on the fact they pried out the fiddly little holding pegs instead of just taking the glass. So either some guy or a shady auto shop.
I've also been robbed. I was trying to sell like $200-$300 worth of stereo equipment, and the fucker maced me and ran off.
huh?
As a side note, in Experiment #3, he goes to Krispy Kreme in Dedham, MA. That KK closed down about a month after he posted this. Lack of business, since DDs have such a stranglehold on the morning fast food market in this state (and their headquarters is the building next to mine).
To keep my post semi on topic, I've never been robbed or broke into. I feel...special. A boring kind of special though.
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i laughed so hard.
it would also be a great story to have a long and drawn out explanation of what happened only to have it end up with a guy running down the street without pants on.
So I take my wife's car to the Hyundai dealership to get the tires and brakes replaced, they take way longer than they quoted to fix, leaving me sitting around for quite some time (I walked 6 miles that day to kill time). I'd left a box of them in the console area and I was totally planning on eating them when they were done.
Queue a few hours later when I get into the car and realize they're gone... Damn I was pissed, they ate my Smarties
Fun part? They called later on and asked for a review of their service, I trashed them and specifically let them know they stole my box o' Smarties...
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Yeah, I am not embellishing at all. It's the most bizarre break-in story I've ever heard. Crazy thing is, this was in a residential neighborhood of single family houses in Falls Church, VA. Who breaks into a house when people are guaranteed to be home? Totally crazy.