Has someone or something stolen from you? Do you know who/what it was? Did it affect you? Do you care?
Doesn’t have to be serious.
Share your stories!
I crashed a friend’s house one night, and I woke up and $50 was missing out of my wallet.
I asked my friend, who I knew had stolen it, “how can $50 disappear from my wallet overnight?” and he looked me dead in the eye and said:
“I don’t know man. It’s a mystery.”
We aren’t friends anymore.
I wonder if your friend was an addict, an asshole, compulsive, or some combination of the set?
He was a pothead selfish asshole, thought working was beneath him.
Wanted a half ounce of weed more than he wanted my friendship.
I don’t like people floating weed as this innocuous thing. I’ve met some really shitty potheads. But I also know that I’ve more than likely met a bunch of grounded regular smokers too. I don’t think people should go to jail for it, but I def think it brings out some really awful characteristics in some folks. But that’s just me. I mean when it’s legal (cause it most def will be her cross-country at some point) I think people will start talking about it the same way they talk about alcohol. Because some folks will drown themselves in it. But also hopefully at that time, we might also start addressing our horrendous food situation too. Shrugs.
Or all be dead from global warming. Eh.
But yeah, fuck that dude.
I’ve got nothing against weed. Like I have indulged recreationally myself a time or two, and honestly other than the occasional giggles I don’t really see the appeal.
I think it affects everybody differently, for me it’s just usually too heavy and too strong to indulge in other than every once in awhile.
Oh for sure it affects everyone differently. And I know different strains for different things. I sort of forgot, but I tried a slew again like five years into my pain period. Just to try to figure out if I could fix stuff with it. Hilariously it always seemed to make my pain worse, so it’s probably outright just not for me. Shrooms? My jam. Weed. Eh.
I have just seen people basically neglect themselves, let alone others who depend on them - all in the name of weed. So ultimately I don’t care too much for it as a whole.
So did you ever solve the mystery? 😐
Must have been the wind
Maybe his friend’s wind 😐
That’s a scene from Trailer Park Boys.
“Ray, you didn’t see $60 lying around, did ya bud?”
“Sixty bucks? What, like twenties or something?”
Ah, I totally didn’t get this first go round because my brains were trying to put together how a->b. But I get it now, and it also kinda reminds me of this goofabout.
“What’s the deal with those machines, dad, you win any money or what?”
“Not too bad buddy, up about 60 bucks.”
Yes! Two days ago, someone stole my bike. That is, I had parked it (and locked it) in a bike garage monitored by CCTV at the train station where I commute and when I came back from work my bike was gone and only my broken lock was left. However, as I looked around a little the thieves had not moved it far, only down a floor into the premium “bike hotel” area that is an actual locked in area as well. So I just called the company, and they let me in and gave me my bike back.
Afterwards, I called the police to let them know someone stole my bike and that the whole ordeal was caught on cameras (they have to open an official investigation before the footage can be used due to surveillance laws). As I tried to report the theft (or attempt thereof), I had the following fun conversation with a policeman:
- Me: Explains the circumstances of what happened.
- Policeman: (Interrupts) “Yeah, maybe you should keep that in mind for next time.”
- Me: “Uhm what?”
- Policeman: “Yeah, maybe you should be a little bit smarter with regards to where you put your bike.”
- Me: “Uhm OK, I just told you I put it in the designated parking spot that, as pointed out, is monitored.”
I get that they do not really care about bike theft as they account for 30% of reported thefts, but I mean come on. They obviously moved my bike (along with others, I assume) to a nearby area so they could collect them all in a van later that night and drive off unnoticed. The police could have sent one patrol there at the right time and have them caught red-handed with video footage of the entire ordeal. Incompetence and unwillingness to actually do their work is precisely why there are so many thefts to begin with. Had I said I was a shop owner and had a bike stolen, I am certain they would show up in no time.
TL;DR: Bike got stolen and the police sucks. Thankfully, the thieves sucked marginally less, so I got my bike back.
a) Glad you got your bike back.
b) I know for a while they sold a thing for bikes to identify them and get stolen bikes back. But I am not sure the system really works and I think it’s on a sticker. And can’t you just peel off any sticker @_@!
c) Cops suck hard at things they find inconvenient to them. I didn’t know the reports were that high. I think it’s because you’re actively messing with a person’s means of transportation, that they get reported so much. But nowadays cops don’t show up for car accidents. So it’s really hit or miss in general.
d) I loved imagining this inconspicuous scrapper-esq van that whisks away all the stolen bikes with the little punk ass thieves thinking they got you so they moved on to the next one. Maybe in you figuring out their bs they might move their bike-hotel to another space.
In the UK I think there’s a scheme where you register your bike and engrave a serial number on the frame somewhere, so if it turns up stolen it’s easier to prove/legitimate sellers won’t buy it off thieves. Don’t know how well it works personally.
As far as I know all bikes have these. The number is definite proof of ownership, but can of course just be removed by the perpetrator (if they bother).
I was wondering if it was kinda like bullets (don’t bullets have serial numbers engraved on them? I suppose they do, but I am not sure if it really matters?) or like car parts. But I will say that for a lot of stolen electronics I’ve seen and heard about - individual indentifiers didn’t ever seem to mean much ultimately.
The value of my labor, daily.
The nominal “cost” of my healthcare, at every encounter.
Etc.
Yeah, that’s true. I once read an essay by a dyke who was a construction worker and wondered what life would be like if people just did the work they were interested in and everyone got paid a flat rate. I’m not sure it would work, but it is something to think on.
My first ebike was stolen, about a week after I’d put it together. I was looking forward to zipping around my city with it. What really sucked is that I had bought it before getting laid off, and was looking forward to zipping around the city for fun while I looked for a new job. Luckily, I did find something new after 6 months and could eventually buy a new one.
That super sucks, especially the timing. I’m sorry. I hope you’re in a better place now?
I am, thank you! It’s pretty common in my city, the police took one look at the surveillance footage and shrugged it off. I hope the thief got a decent amount for it.
The new ebike was my first big purchase after getting the new job, and it’s a ton of fun. :)
It’s those small victories right? Hahaha! Thanks for putting a smile on my face =)!
p.s. - Cameras are so worthless more times than not. I was going to say most, but I do think a camera helped catch that messed up guy who killed those kids in Michigan (was it Michigan? The dorm kids). Either way, most times in my own experience cameras are worthless.
For me, it was a punk ass who would steal stuff and call me his friend. Although I don’t really care (only in that indignant small child way), I did tell my partner just the other day that “I bet you his ass is in jail.” Well he is, in fact, he’s actually in prison for murder. So yeah, that was a thing.
When I was first on my own, I was living paycheck to paycheck and only ate ramen and oatmeal at home because I couldn’t afford decent meals.
The first Christmas when I could finally afford to buy presents for friends at work, I went shopping and carefully picked a gift for each person. Nothing fancy as I was still on a tight budget, but things I thought each person would enjoy. Then I splurged and bought gift bags and decorative tissue paper.
I left them all in the back seat of my piece of shit car to bring to work the next day. I figured it would be safe in the garage in a gated apartment complex. Someone broke into my car and stole it all.
They left fingerprints on my window, so I thought the police could track them down like on TV, but the police couldn’t care less. It really deflated me.
but the police couldn’t care less.
The police protect property, not people. Your property was just too insignificant for them to care about.
If you have a net worth in the many dozens of millions at minimum, they respond much better to even tiny incidents like that.
I think they protect certain people. I also think there are some good cops out there. People state outright that all cops are bad cops if they are part of an institution of evil. But I mean…my existence whether I like it or not is fueling harm in other locations. And I am still buying in, soooooo.
I only say this because I have legitimately met good cops and bad cops. But I also know bad cops are fucking brutal to minorities (and sometimes even to majorities). And they are firm believers in guilty until proven innocent. But they don’t fuck with a lot of shit, and have most def been terrifyingly atagonistic in some situations of my life and radically aloof in others (like say, a child being raped). So yeah. It’s just something I sit around and “huh” at because I am not sure what else to do.
I will also say that crime in Seattle where they shooed out the cops went up ten fold. But that cops in Seattle are racist pigs. So…eh? But shout out to that one cool cop I saw in Tacoma who was trying his best to just be a human!
I’m tempted to make an alt for this but whatever let’s go. Years ago when I was 14 or 15 I had an older online boyfriend buy me a vibrator. Never really got to use it as I was too inexperienced.
I had stashed it under my bed in a bag for a portable DVD player. Anyway I come home from school one day and the manual for the DVD player in sitting on my bed. I check, the bag is gone.
Nothing else of value is gone but 2 aa batteries from my Xbox controller and only one of two from the family remote. The vibrator used 3 batteries. So some freak stole my vibrator with plans of using it.
Sounds like your brother did this
He was in prison at the time.
Hookers stole my butt-plugs. Not actually hookers, but my younger gay ass siblings. And I didn’t find out until much later. But I straight up told them that was fucking disgusting. Then we let it go like the song. But no!!!
Some people are literally so fkin trifflingiagsnakshfask!!!
Ugh. I gotta like…clear the air. Burn some sage or something, for the both of us!
*p.s. - I def read your name not once, not twice, but three times as Florida Man =)
Yes, every workday the owner of company i work in steal from me.
Yes, someone stole a game console from my room in university. Then I caught them selling it on craigslist, contacted them, got their name and got them arrested and my console back.
Lucky for me that I had reported it to the police since I was considering using insurance to cover it. The officer that took the info recognised the persons name because he had pulled the guy over that week and thought it would be fun to catch him with stolen goods as well.
It’s funny to me that there’s someone out there probably claiming that there’s a cop with a vendetta against him.
I mean, it’s really easy to see with blinders. But everyone wants to be the hero of their own story, right? I will say the more desperate a person gets, the crappier their behavior becomes. But that if they were caught speeding prior to, they might have some kinda disorder or illness that is going undiagnosed/untreated which would turn around if they had the support needed.
But life has a pretty set timeline, rules and regulations and people who do not fit into the pegs are seen as “bad” and will slowly degrade overtime until they become the degenerates life always figured they were. (But really this is a generalization and some people really are born more chaotic than others.) I guess more so I am just saying sometimes the world is really against people even if they’re being indulgent in their thought. Because in general, I believe the world is against most people. Even if you’ve got a sliver of pie. So, eh it is what it is.
I always think it’s kinda funny when people turn things right around and try to sell someone’s things right after stealing them. It’s a sure fire way to get caught. But I do have a little wonder in my head about the whole thing like. When you get desperate for cash you start just selling things. Anything. Everything you’ve got. But what happens when that runs out, and you’re still in an unsustainable place? Idk. Whole situation is booty either way =X!
And tbh, it takes a real dummy to target anything higher-education based if this is like…past 2010. Cause there are cameras evuh-ree-whereeee! And typically these kids have money, and cops will protect money =P!
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.
Yes. They stole everything of value in my home, which sadly was not much, and they killed the family pets while doing it. No clue who did it, cops tend not to care much when this sort of thing happens to poor people, and they never tracked down who the culprits were. Definitely did affect me and yes I care.
Aww man, fucking puking in my mouth here. I am so sorry. I worry about this. Right now, not living in the most cracked out area, but for sure have lived in some real sketch-pockets. We almost lost our little guys once (after a shit show drive by) and I always worry that we’ll be out and some tweaker is going to fuck our lives up real bad by stealing all our shit (replaceable) and harming our pets (not-replaceable). Fuck whoever/whatever fucking thug-faced mother fuckers did this to you. I always call it the crab pot cause the low-end smashes up other people in the rough. Because like you said - the cops do not care, and they know they’ll more than likely get away with it. And nobody talks about it, because at minimum it’s the middle class folks in charge but more often than not the upper-class folks and that’s not a world they tend to live in. Although I do think that both middle class folks and upper-class folks are starting to get hit more than ever before. But not like the rot that festers down in the lower-rungs. And worst yet, it doesn’t give you some sort of Job-like resilience. It just smashes your heart to pieces, makes the struggle that much harder, and a lot of folks turn from it and start doing bad right back. Because how you gunna stay straight and narrow when you see how easily you can get away with being an absolute piece of shit.
I’m not saying you though. But I will say I have seen folks turn. And legitimately it breaks my heart. Because people don’t even seem to know the game isn’t for most people. And that the scarcity is forced. But also things. Like, people are fighting so hard for things, because the bullshit that capitalism taught us. But so much stuff is just extraneous. And like, at the end of the day doesn’t really matter. But also poor people don’t tend to travel, and tend to live their entire lives in set-spaces and (this is my opinion) but I think that can really fuck you up too. And media doesn’t help, because so much of it is chatter and everything alive is trying to buy and sell you on some bullshit.
Eh. Big hugs, I got grumpy just thinking about it. I donno when this was but fuck them again and I hope you and yours found some way to feel safe. Even if it’s grabbing a couple of pieces, putting cameras on every wall, glass around the perimeter, bars on the windows. Whatever. This is going to sound fucked up but if you’re in a real shady ass space try not to talk with anyone especially the nicest of folks. And keep your windows COVERED and I mean covered - like if you gotta do it with sheets. Make sure if you walked up on them, nobody can see shit in your joint. And make a point of hopping out of your place fast, doing checks that everything is closed up prior, and just going from A-Z. Like I said - don’t talk to anyone. It’s not a great way to live, but if it’s between you and surviving fuck that - just do what you’ve gotta do.
*p.s. - Stay safe =/!
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.
A coworker I didn’t particularly like, but we were able to work together fine, was leaving the job. On his last day…I came in to start my shift, he was ending his…we were the only two on staff (evening/nights job). I kept a box of ice cream sandwiches with my name on it in the work fridge for a mid-shift snack. Found out later in my shift that he ate the last one…put the wrapper in the box and left the box in the freezer. Not sure if it was personal or he was just a POS…but I was LIVID.
Definitely more of a “mildly infuriating” one…but it sticks with me.
Leaving the box and the empty wrapper? Definitely a statement. Malicious af.
Okay, let me play devil’s advocate here. I love my wifey very much. But she also is fucking terrible when it comes to some things. Like, I just had to come to terms with it, because she is just so fucking bad about this. She will eat something, like all of that something. Whatever that something is. And just put it back. Like - the trash of it, back. Where ever she got it from. Use up all the rice? The bag goes back. But she has been doing this to me for almost ten years. So like…I am just used to it. *And she’s impulsive bc we’re both ADHD so like…if she wants something it will be hers.
But anyways, she’s also passive aggressive because I think she’s from the land it’s born in. Not my favorite thing, as an aggressive-aggressive human (=P) but I’ve just kinda like…come to terms with that too. That some people are just going to be out here expressing themselves like a rat that slunk away after taking a shit in your sandwich. But I also know I can rub folks a certain way and if they don’t like me…eh. Probably the same thing, just done differently (as in I guess I’m actively taking shits in people’s mouths instead =P). All things aside you might have rubbed this person the wrong way and they might have found this as the only way to “stick it to you” and get a little fuck you energy going before you left. But also could just be a real mindless dip who just saw something they wanted and went about it like a kid with their hand slammed into the cookie jar. So eh.
But I hope you went out afterwards and got yourself the fattest fucking treat known to man and did a little dance too.
People, people, people - if you’re in a shared space and something isn’t yours unless you’ve got explicit permission don’t touch other people’s shittttt! Someday there’s gunna be a whole write up on these kinds of acts and there will be some medical terminology for it as we have to share spaces more and more as time goes on. (*Not just assholes and thieves or sandwich snookers)
It was a while now at this point and I have wondered if there was some “he didn’t like me as much as I disliked him” energy. It does seem unlikely that it was unintentional since it’s not a home pantry where everything is yours and u can just be absent minded about it. We all grow and change…sometimes i think it sticks in my head more because I really wanna know the motivation more than anything else.
Thanks for your insight!
Yeah no worries! It’s a silly one to think on. There’s def some life stuff in there. And like I said, some folks are impulsive putzes so maybe it all came down to them being stressed out -> looking for some instant gratification -> eat da sammich -> happy!
Hahahaha! I hope the rest of your day is chill =)
When I started University, I used part of my small savings to buy a very nice bicycle so I could get around between uni districts.
When I moved into a shared student apartment, there was a locked bicycle room in the basement. Only resident keys would fit that lock. Nonetheless I still locked my bike separately.
The one day I forgot to do that, my bike was no longer there the next day. It pissed me off immensely because I couldn’t immediately afford a new one, and the theft really made me uncomfortable. Mostly the fact that it must have involved someone who lived in the same block.
I bet you it’s someone who has always gotten what they want over a person in dire need (which is what I first like to think of). It’s probably someone who still does not know the meaning of the word no, even if they’ve heard it a hundred times. Puck dem!
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”
