Has someone or something stolen from you? Do you know who/what it was? Did it affect you? Do you care?
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Years ago my house was broken into and many things were taken, but not all the things you’d expect. They did take my PS3, laptop, and desktop but left the TV and all other electronics. Took only the Harry Potter movies from my bookcase of movies. Took a cheap anime sword. Among other odd things.
Honestly, it was mostly just inconvenient. Insurance gave me more than it was worth, even after I told them so.
However, it kinda looked like they knew what they were going for. Nothing was ransacked or anything. It wasn’t any of my current, at the time, friends but it may have been someone familiar with my place.
This is going to sound janky but I wonder if the person knew you cause the very specific stuff they took. But it also sounds super paranoid and I am not trying to bring any of that into your life so scratch that and just let it go…oh shit - I see what all you say there. Yeah same though process. Probably just some asshole. Let it go~~~
It was a decade ago. It’s way in the past.
The joys of shared housing =P!
I was living alone.
Oh my b, I thought you were the person who was living with a couple of friends and the Harry Potter box-set was stolen among other things (a samurai sword?). The way the posts are displayed stuff is starting to merge into one giant blob. Not my favorite thing, the way stuff is nested/the reply structure. Apologies!
You got the stuff right. I was just living alone.
Yeah my new bicycle was stolen. Right where everyone could see it, and there were no other bikes. 250 euro lock.
I heard they use a spray to freeze the lock and then just break it.
Couldn’t have been happier because it was a piece of shit and my insurance got me a new one that I still have over a decade later! Karma is a bitch.
Yeah =D~! I heard bike locks are bullshit. I heard comboing can help, but tha tin general if someone wants your bike they’ll figure a way. Especially if they’re good at it.
We were on holiday at a camp ground when I was child. I had my Nintendo DS with me and I think during this vacation I even bought a carrying case and some games for it with my own money. During the day we would ride bycicles to other places so I left it in the tent buried under some stuff. One day when we came back i could not find it. At first I thought it could be stolen or my dad tried to hide it from me, because I played with it quite a lot which he wasn’ta fan of. So I tried to look through his stuff without him noticing to find it. But i didn’t find it and since i am quite reserved i didnt want to bring it up that it was missing.
In the end I think someone at that camp ground must have seen me use it and then waited for us to leave to steal it, since nothing else was stolen.
After that every time someone asked me why I wasn’t playing as much as before I told them that I didn’t feel like it. And I’m not sure whether they figured it out to this day.
Yeah, I said something like that a second ago to the person who had their iPod stolen. Probably someone saw someone using it and ganked it. A couple of years ago my gal’s hair dresser went on a hike with her boyrfriend and he brought his switch and left it in the car (idk if it was seen or not). But they broke the windows and stole it. And I later heard trail heads are easy targets for scummy people.
The was in the 90s when I was growing up. Some asshole straight up came into my parent’s house and took these expensive ass Guess shorts while I was napping. Also had my wallet and ID in there. In a few days, the ID showed back up in my mailbox. I have a feeling it was a scumbag dude I grew up with but I’ll never truly know for sure.
Yo, at least you got the set back. But who the fuck does that? I hope that dude wasn’t some kinda freaky ass pedophile who was coming for booty or some shit.
Back in primary school someone stole one of my bakugan out of my bag. It was the snake trap which folded into a cylinder instead of a sphere like the normal ones. So sad.
Ohhh that takes me back. I forgot all about those. I wasn’t really interested in them, but kids at my school were. I’d steal them from stores and trade them for stuff I actually wanted.
I always played with them a tiny bit before I’d trade them. They were pretty neat. Lots of different shapes. I have no idea how they were actually meant to be used. Hard nostalgia wave, though.
Legitimately, while I write all this fuck thieves shit I will say that when I was a kid I sometimes got cheap stuff from a “friend” (who’s name i sitll remember probably on account of being one of the only people around with green eyes, let alone being black with green eyes). He would always bring me stuff and trade me for things or if I had a little cash I could buy it. I later realized (much, much later) that he was stealing it from ??? but I def had a cd player from him and rocked it for like…fifteen years? So in one sense that’s pretty cool, but in another it is a =(!
I had Utena cards, freakin’ UTENA CARDS. That someone once stole. Who wants Utena cards? At leaast way back when? Nobody but this bitch. Yet someone else took them and lord knows did what with them. But yeah, I feel this.
Yes, two bikes. Made me very paranoid and hate people.
Did it ever get better? Or stay the same? Cause I think sometimes about the heart as I heard it from a heartbroken guy on Rumblestrip Vermont. He said when it gets broken it’s like you put it in a bag and smash it. And it’s like china, you can only put it together so many times before it becomes dust. But personally, I’ve found I am miserable if I put myself there. And instead remind myself that there is no cap on love, and that it’s a wellspring that we can all draw from.
But also big hugs =(
The second one was only 2 years ago unfortunately. I don’t trust strangers at all, which is sad because I know most people are generally nice.
Stealing from other people should be punished with chopping their hands off, like the old days! (jk)
About 15 years ago I went on a trip from San Diego to NY. We were staying in a shitty Days Inn in some some town. We left our luggage in the rooms, and went out for the day, and I had left my iPod nano in there. When we came back that evening, my iPod was gone and my package of brand new boxers was missing a pair also. I assumed they hid the iPod in the rolled up boxers. We went down to complain to the front desk but they didn’t give a shit. Lessons were learned that day. I was so excited to listen to Biggie “Going Back to Cali” on my way back to Cali and that’s what was REALLY stolen from me :(
Maybe someone saw you listening to it on the way in and they don’t get paid enough to care and grabbed something for their kid =_o! Sorry either way, that sucks. I bet you hated the rest of the trip too.
I took my bike out for a trail ride, decided to stop at home for a quick refill of water before going out again. I was in my house for under 3 minutes and my bike was stolen from my enclosed front porch.
Reported it with serial number to the police and a stolen bike website but never heard anything back.
I was in college and had to start leaving for classes 20 minutes earlier. I was pretty angry at the time. Now l’ll never leave a bike out of my sight unless it’s locked indoors or with two U-locks.
Yeah, I wrote a thing up here. I actually heard it’s not even two u-locks you want but a u-lock and a…chain or something? There’s some kinda master-class crap on Youtube or something but basically the were some people out here probably ten years ago trying to figure out what would keep a bike from getting stolen. And they found that mixing a u-lock and a __ (I am going to assume a thick ass chain yet again - with a solid ass lock) was the best combo. But tbh nothing stops a monster =/!
Glad you’re holding it down though.
I stole some beers at a party once. A friend and I weren’t feeling the vibe, took a few bottles and went somewhere else. I feel bad about it, he was a good dude and didn’t deserve that.
I got trashed at my 23rd birthday party a friend threw at her house. It was mostly people she knew, but as I was passed out someone stole my wallet.
My brother stole quite a bit from me during the height of his addiction. He’s been clean for several years now though. I’m glad I’ve got him back.
Oh, and in elementary school when they were at the height of their popularity I had one of my holographic Charizards stolen. Dunno who took it, someone had a come up.
I was a court advocate for victims of domestic violence, volunteering at the same facility that had helped me escape an extreme situation. Having noticed that there was no federal, state, local, or private list of resources for people in crisis, I approached the director to request permission to compile a comprehensive guide and make it publicly available. Although I would’ve done it for free, the director saw the need and suggested this should be a highly-paid position; she announced the job opening to everyone at the next meeting.
A woman I’d never seen before expressed interest at the meeting, so I introduced myself and offered to collaborate to make the publication a success. We were scheduled to make our presentation to the board in a month. I gathered my half of the research and negotiated with businesses to donate materials and operating expenses, so that this program would be self-sustaining. I contacted the other woman every couple days to update her on what I’d accomplished, and to gather her data. She never had anything except excuses, so I gathered her share of the data, too.
On the day of the meeting, I’d done 100% of the work, which I’d happily shared with her, and I had put together the entire presentation. I didn’t mind, because this was a valuable community service. I arrived early for the meeting and sat outside the closed boardroom, waiting for my “partner”, but she never showed up.
At precisely the agreed-upon time for our meeting to start, the boardroom door opened and my partner emerged, grinning as everyone congratulated her. Yeah. I still didn’t get it.
I was ushered in and was asked to make my presentation. I was quickly interrupted because the board wanted to see MY efforts, not the work of the other woman. They accused me of stealing her work and told me to leave.
The other woman received a hefty salary for almost a year, but she never even bothered to use my research and connections to make even one flyer. Eventually she was fired and the failed community service idea became anathema to the facility.
That fucker changed the meeting time, stole my work and all the credit for it, scammed herself into the position, took the salary from the outreach budget, and destroyed the comprehensive resource list that would have helped tens of thousands of people in crisis.
a) Kudos for getting out and giving back. You took your strength and utilized it ten-fold. That’s really cool.
b) Had this done twice, once with my just-desserts and once with my face on the concrete.
c) Idk if a lot of the people who were volunteering were in the same space as you but some people are just warped either by life or by the situation and it sounds like you found a real rotten one. Worst part is she’s still probably out there doing it to someone else. I think it’s kinda like when they say stuff like how you can’t become rich without stepping on others. It takes some really skeezy characteristics to get ahead in this world, and they all seem to be the exact opposite morals promote.
Fuck that woman though, you did what you wanted to out of the good of your heart and your program could have made a big difference. Hopefully now there’s another program that has floated to the surface that has taken its place and does okay. I wish you had a heart to heart with the director, but I bet you ten bucks you ended up leaving if one of the people who turned on you was her. All things aside, I’m sorry you had this happen to you. It’s outright rotten.
I’ve had my bike(s) stolen a few times.
It really sucks since usually I’m expecting to be able to bike somewhere (much faster than driving or public transport in my city) and can’t so I end up being late to whatever I was going to. Not to mention the whole process of buying a new bike, a new lock, new lights, etc.
I’m pretty fortunate in that it doesn’t ruin me financially to buy a new $400 Craigslist bike plus $100 in accessories but I would rather not do it every ~2 yrs or so
I’ve heard some people say that they feel violated because someone took their personal stuff, but I guess I just see it as the cost of locking your bike up in public in the city.
Back when I was working with addicts, they’d always peel up and show me their new bikes. Talk about how cheap they got them or what not. And tbh, as far as I know - these people legitimately “bought” them off of others. As in, they weren’t the ones who stole the bikes, but they were so happy for the deal. I can say none of them ever seemed to be remorseful about others, and I mean in that sense I get it. Cause if your life is shit, little wins feel like big victories.
But I also think theft sucks, people don’t even understand how expensive these things can be and they ride them into the ground or get rolled and the next asshole does. Or the asshole after that. Maybe the secret is that there needs to be a way to get the homeless more mobility so they don’t steal from others. Idk. But I can say it probably all stems from the fact that when you’re on the streets you’re allowed to keep stuff but nothing is ever secure. So they go by them rules for everything. Like, I knew this one wonderful guy who just kept everything in a suitcase, and would roll it everywhere. But one day his suitcase was gone, he looked fucking misreable, and he had to start over cause someone ran off with it one night. So you know, it is what it is - but what it is does fucking suck.
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Here’s three back, pass two on, steal another - keep the cycle going =)!
The year was 1990. A kid stole my WWF ring and wrestlers. I will never forgive or forget.
Isn’t it crazy how you can “go there” when you think about it. It’s my lesson in the fact that all emotions are valid. Because I can be young again, and grumpy that some “sumabitch” stole something from me. Among other emotions from memories. But I will say it’s horrible to have somoene smile and enjoy your company all while sliding stuff into their pockets. A gal I once didn’t like (I like her mama though because she had short blonde hair and a ton of strength) stole something from me too and lied up and down the street over that one. She can go puck herself too, but I also acknowledge big picture these things are just little pieces of my life hahaha!
Yep. Fucking hate thieves
Pushbike stolen … Many times. Once was kinda my fault for leaving it out, but every other time it was some cunt working hard to get a push bike. Every time I only found out just when I was going to the bike to go some where. One time, the bike was in a secure garage with two gates and the fucker secretly tail gated a car on foot to get in and then waited for another car to leave to tailgate them.
Motorbike stolen … it was a cheap and nasty one but still
Apartment broken into … 18th birthday present fancy watch stolen along gaming console
Nah, never your fault. You were just being you. Humans make mistakes. Assholes just take advantage of that fact. That garage bit there is why I always tell my girlfriend safety is an illusion. Cause like you could have some Fort Knox shit going on, and still get absolutely screwed out of something. I mean, I’m still locking my doors. I’m not saying like…I’m not, but you know - if people see something they want they’ll work their damndest to get it. I’m sorry people kept hitting you up, but I hope things are somewhat better now? At least on the homefront. I don’t know about bikes, cause those things are still being stolen like crazy.
Cheers! Yea things are all good. The way bikes are stolen is crazy though. I’ve known otherwise reasonable people that honestly believed any bike they found that was not locked was free game. Not friends with them anymore.
Hahaha! I had an ex who said they grew up with a neighborhood bike - because there was one, and all the kids took turns stealing it from one another =P!!!
Someone on here said like 30% of stolen goods are bikes. Look at at least 30% of the things stolen here. Makes me laugh! But in a kinda “life’s a beach” way. It’s crazy.
On the friends thing, doesn’t it make you wonder sometimes if they ever grew out of it or are out here acting as agents of chaos in ways we might feel but do not know =P!? Cheers!
On the friends thing, doesn’t it make you wonder sometimes if they ever grew out of it or are out here acting as agents of chaos in ways we might feel but do not know =P!? Cheers!
All the time.
Hunter S Thompson once said “in a world of thieves the only final sin is getting caught”
People broke into our house while we were upstairs with our 1 week old baby, at 1am. They took our keys and our car. We have 4 kids. No way to get them to school or me to work.
Turned out they were aged between 15 and 17 and got a slap on the wrist. We got an insurance payout and a different car.
Ridiculous.
