Wow do I feel lucky or what? I never owned a car but when I lived in dorm with a friend of mine, we never locked doors unless we were changing or something. That went on for a year and I never had a thing stolen. Granted we were friends with everybody on the floor but there were non-friends in the buildings. In fact, my house is probably not locked, my door isn't locked either. And I don't worry about getting locked out because I know that the back door is always open. But then again, there's nothing to steal in my room except my clothing and texts books.
I also leave my laptop in the library all the time, with my wallet inside my bag. And go eat dinner or go to class for a couple of hours but never got anything stolen. I know people who got their things stolen by shitty roommates as a farewell gift but I find it so hard to believe that people do this shit all the time
someone tried to get into my car one night, they pried around the door lock, I guess trying to bend the metal enough to reach something in to pick/disengage the lock, but either gave up or ran when the alarm went off
but really, my Jeep is 13 years old and has nothing of value in it, I think stealing all my junk could have been considered a favor
Borrow things, then when he was done with it, list it on eBay.
I don't think it was malicious or anything, he just never held on to anything once he lost interest, and didn't think about it enough to remember he was only borrowing whatever.
I remember i biked to work with my ex one day
and later in the night im like
yo can i have the lock key im gonna head home
and she goes oh dont worry about it i didnt have time to lock'em up
and i flip out
all "what if they were stolen, what would i do then? just because you were too damn lazy to lock them up"
and we had this huge argument about how i don't trust her with small things and shit
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edited April 2010
Oh, before my Playstation got stolen, I loaned some of the games to one of my friends.
When I asked for them back, my friend said he didn't have them and thought he must have returned them. Seeing as he might have given them to my brother, who he worked with, and then they would just get dumped in a pile of stuff on the floor with clothes and schoolwork and whatever else, I couldn't say he hadn't.
But then they never turned up. Later, that was the year we discovered his brother had started to get into drugs in a big way. Shit that could be sold for a few bucks here and there that wouldn't be missed for a while just started... disappearing. Constantly, with more and more frequency. My games were probably amongst the first things to go.
I'd like to say my friend was pretty apologetic, but he just sort of shrugged and pointed out life is shit sometimes and I should harden up. I never really met his brother, but he owes me a copy of Wip3out.
Someone once stole my badass X-Wing toy when I was a kid in like, 2nd grade. That was complete bullshit, that toy was my Holy Grail, it was mine dammit.
My parents tried to make me happy by replacing it with a Y-Wing.
I've never actually been robbed, per se, but someone did enter my car with the intent to steal something. I leave it unlocked because, honestly, it's 25 years old and there's nothing of value in it. I parked it for the weekend at Purdue University while visiting my girlfriend, and when we got in it Sunday afternoon someone had obviously tried to get into the "glovebox".
However, anyone familiar with the Pontiac Fiero knows they don't have a glovebox in the normal location. Instead there's this piece of fabric with the Fiero logo on it wrapped around a dash panel, which is supposed to be used as a map pocket. My girlfriend found it on the floor on the passenger side of the car.
It seems like whoever was in my car pulled on it until the panel gave way, probably said what the fuck, and then set the mostly undamaged panel back into it's spot and left. I had to super glue it back into place, but the thought of the surprise that guy must have had when it wasn't the glovebox makes it all alright.
My brother was a bad druggie at one point. He stole my saxophone from under my bed and sold it to a pawn shop. This was not known until the music store that we were making payments to for the saxophone called and were asking why it was in a pawn shop. Needless to say there was a lot of yelling in my house that day.
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when i was in kindergarten some older kid proposed a trade for my charizard card
since i was in kindergarten i agreed to give it to him now and receive whatever it was later for the trade
of course, he never was able to get it for a myriad of made up reasons
also he was pretty openly laughing at me when making up stupid excuses thinking that because i was younger i wouldn't do anything. he was kind of a dick all the time really
and so i asked for my card back, and he refused to give me it
so i kicked him in the stomach (i never got my charizard back though)
My friend bought himself a PS3, and after a couple of weeks it dissapeared. Turns out his Mum just went and gave it to his cousins. No idea why.
However, that did not affect me so lets segue into something that did
My buddy didn't know if he'd get his Ps3 back (he assumed that his cousins would be understanding or nice. They were neither) so to fill his time, he bought a 360 and kept it at his Dads house (I should mention his parents are divorced). After buying a 360 and Ps3, he didn't have much money so he didn't have many games at all. I sympathized and leant him some of mine.
He comes home one day to find his beloved console once again taken, this time his dad had sold it (and all of his and my games). His father had attempted to be noble, though, declaring he had "sold that piece of junk and look at all this money buy yourself something nice why are you looking at me like that".
He'd gotten less than half the value of the xbox, and given the games for pittence. My friend was pissed. I was very dissapointed in his family as a whole.
I once had someone steal all the change in the ashtray in my car, leaving my Zune, wallet, and cellphone. What the fuck sort of criminal steals pocket change and leaves expensive electronics and a wallet? Still, I started locking my car at night since I don't want to take chances the next one will be so nice (or stupid).
My friend bought himself a PS3, and after a couple of weeks it dissapeared. Turns out his Mum just went and gave it to his cousins. No idea why.
However, that did not affect me so lets segue into something that did
My buddy didn't know if he'd get his Ps3 back (he assumed that his cousins would be understanding or nice. They were neither) so to fill his time, he bought a 360 and kept it at his Dads house (I should mention his parents are divorced). After buying a 360 and Ps3, he didn't have much money so he didn't have many games at all. I sympathized and leant him some of mine.
He comes home one day to find his beloved console once again taken, this time his dad had sold it (and all of his and my games). His father had attempted to be noble, though, declaring he had "sold that piece of junk and look at all this money buy yourself something nice why are you looking at me like that".
He'd gotten less than half the value of the xbox, and given the games for pittence. My friend was pissed. I was very dissapointed in his family as a whole.
My friend bought himself a PS3, and after a couple of weeks it dissapeared. Turns out his Mum just went and gave it to his cousins. No idea why.
However, that did not affect me so lets segue into something that did
My buddy didn't know if he'd get his Ps3 back (he assumed that his cousins would be understanding or nice. They were neither) so to fill his time, he bought a 360 and kept it at his Dads house (I should mention his parents are divorced). After buying a 360 and Ps3, he didn't have much money so he didn't have many games at all. I sympathized and leant him some of mine.
He comes home one day to find his beloved console once again taken, this time his dad had sold it (and all of his and my games). His father had attempted to be noble, though, declaring he had "sold that piece of junk and look at all this money buy yourself something nice why are you looking at me like that".
He'd gotten less than half the value of the xbox, and given the games for pittence. My friend was pissed. I was very dissapointed in his family as a whole.
Jesus christ, what a pack of shitheads
Holy fuck I would have murdered them all.
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My friend bought himself a PS3, and after a couple of weeks it dissapeared. Turns out his Mum just went and gave it to his cousins. No idea why.
However, that did not affect me so lets segue into something that did
My buddy didn't know if he'd get his Ps3 back (he assumed that his cousins would be understanding or nice. They were neither) so to fill his time, he bought a 360 and kept it at his Dads house (I should mention his parents are divorced). After buying a 360 and Ps3, he didn't have much money so he didn't have many games at all. I sympathized and leant him some of mine.
He comes home one day to find his beloved console once again taken, this time his dad had sold it (and all of his and my games). His father had attempted to be noble, though, declaring he had "sold that piece of junk and look at all this money buy yourself something nice why are you looking at me like that".
He'd gotten less than half the value of the xbox, and given the games for pittence. My friend was pissed. I was very dissapointed in his family as a whole.
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I also leave my laptop in the library all the time, with my wallet inside my bag. And go eat dinner or go to class for a couple of hours but never got anything stolen. I know people who got their things stolen by shitty roommates as a farewell gift but I find it so hard to believe that people do this shit all the time
but really, my Jeep is 13 years old and has nothing of value in it, I think stealing all my junk could have been considered a favor
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someone nabbed it, and I woke up the next morning to my mom yelling at me how dumb it was to leave it out like that
I was pretty bummed about it
we found it two blocks away, right in front of a power pole, with the front wheel slightly bent
I let a friend borrow Pokemon Snap and he sold it
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the dude stole my rented copy of killer instinct: gold
fucking dick
I wanted to be angry, but at the same time, well, consider the situation
My brother liked to do this.
Borrow things, then when he was done with it, list it on eBay.
I don't think it was malicious or anything, he just never held on to anything once he lost interest, and didn't think about it enough to remember he was only borrowing whatever.
Still, jerk. >:(
Clearly he proved he was the very best of friends with this
would have broken his legs
I lent my N64 with like 12 games to a friend of a friend and he moved to America the next day
whooooops
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and later in the night im like
yo can i have the lock key im gonna head home
and she goes oh dont worry about it i didnt have time to lock'em up
and i flip out
all "what if they were stolen, what would i do then? just because you were too damn lazy to lock them up"
and we had this huge argument about how i don't trust her with small things and shit
then i went outside and our bikes were gone
if we had lived in Ireland critics would be pointing to that chapter of my semi-autobiographical novel as the point my childhood truly ended
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When I asked for them back, my friend said he didn't have them and thought he must have returned them. Seeing as he might have given them to my brother, who he worked with, and then they would just get dumped in a pile of stuff on the floor with clothes and schoolwork and whatever else, I couldn't say he hadn't.
But then they never turned up. Later, that was the year we discovered his brother had started to get into drugs in a big way. Shit that could be sold for a few bucks here and there that wouldn't be missed for a while just started... disappearing. Constantly, with more and more frequency. My games were probably amongst the first things to go.
I'd like to say my friend was pretty apologetic, but he just sort of shrugged and pointed out life is shit sometimes and I should harden up. I never really met his brother, but he owes me a copy of Wip3out.
well I mean I never ended up buying it, but I played the demo a bunch
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My parents tried to make me happy by replacing it with a Y-Wing.
It just wasn't the same.
and since the change, i keep reading it as 'i got rubed last night'
in both cases i prefer my mistake
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However, anyone familiar with the Pontiac Fiero knows they don't have a glovebox in the normal location. Instead there's this piece of fabric with the Fiero logo on it wrapped around a dash panel, which is supposed to be used as a map pocket. My girlfriend found it on the floor on the passenger side of the car.
It seems like whoever was in my car pulled on it until the panel gave way, probably said what the fuck, and then set the mostly undamaged panel back into it's spot and left. I had to super glue it back into place, but the thought of the surprise that guy must have had when it wasn't the glovebox makes it all alright.
As kids, we would sometimes go into apartment buildings and play a game we called "Welcome Mat Shuffle".
I was sort've guessing that this might be the case, but I don't know.
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since i was in kindergarten i agreed to give it to him now and receive whatever it was later for the trade
of course, he never was able to get it for a myriad of made up reasons
also he was pretty openly laughing at me when making up stupid excuses thinking that because i was younger i wouldn't do anything. he was kind of a dick all the time really
and so i asked for my card back, and he refused to give me it
so i kicked him in the stomach (i never got my charizard back though)
it was a bad portrait of the artist as a young man joke
the loss of pokemon snap was not actually much of a turning point in my life
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However, that did not affect me so lets segue into something that did
My buddy didn't know if he'd get his Ps3 back (he assumed that his cousins would be understanding or nice. They were neither) so to fill his time, he bought a 360 and kept it at his Dads house (I should mention his parents are divorced). After buying a 360 and Ps3, he didn't have much money so he didn't have many games at all. I sympathized and leant him some of mine.
He comes home one day to find his beloved console once again taken, this time his dad had sold it (and all of his and my games). His father had attempted to be noble, though, declaring he had "sold that piece of junk and look at all this money buy yourself something nice why are you looking at me like that".
He'd gotten less than half the value of the xbox, and given the games for pittence. My friend was pissed. I was very dissapointed in his family as a whole.
oh god they're leaving the nest and spreading into the streets
Jesus christ, what a pack of shitheads
Holy fuck I would have murdered them all.
I can't even fathom this