I want to dedicate this thread to those of whom were robbed, mugged, etc. and want to share their stories with the rest of Facepunch and people with similar experiences to them. This is more of a spur of the moment thread, kind of a pick-me-up for me since I was just robbed last night.
Let me start off:
Last night, sometime before 10:30PM EST, some person(s) managed to break into my house and steal somewhere between 5,000-10,000 USD worth of stuff. I'm currently looking into my insurance to see if at least some of this stuff can be recovered, but it's not looking too well. Thankfully the people who broke in left my dog and other pets alone (over 10 other animals). They took [i]all[/i] of the jewelry, computers, and shiny things they could find. Judging from the fact that they left my computer screen and the TV's led me to believe they couldn't fit it in their car, which leads me to believe it was either one person in a small car or two or more people in a sedan. They also didn't stay too long, for they left lots of things untouched (such as food in the fridge, which most criminals usually take some of before they leave). I got home around 10:30PM EST on sat., from the movies, to a open back-door, a barking dog and missing electronics. I rushed into my room to check if all my reptiles and birds were OK, which they were, which relieved me (if they had touched ANY of my animals I would make it my life's work to find and skin these people alive - I cared not for my electronics at this point). I called 911 and asked for the police so I could make a statement, they came around 11:00PM EST, they asked me questions to which I answered to the best of my ability. After they left I went back inside, took a nice hot (calming) bath, locked all the doors, and went to bed.
The next day (today) I woke around 9:00AM EST and proceeded to shower, I got out and got dressed, then proceeded to count my losses. Around 12:00PM EST I left to go to CompUSA to get all new computers with a restricted budget and I managed to get a computer for a reasonable price at almost the same power as my old one. I then go to the pound to find a larger dog than I have now (a chihuahua) that's friendly to everyone except me. I found one. It's a mix between a boxer and a retriever that came from Puerto Rico because of the hurricane, the most lovable little thing, and best of all he barks. So far he gets along well with Ren (my chihuahua - yes named after Ren & Stimpy) I plan to pick him up tomorrow, I'm glad he's getting a good home. After I got home I reset ALL my passwords on all my accounts that have access to the internet and as of writing (typing) this I am downloading Civilization V on Steam.
Sorry if this seems too formal, I can't be too opinionated at the moment (far too stressed). I may update it later with some actual opinion on what has happened, other than 'fuck those guys'.
Now, let the stories begin!
Once some guy stole a video game from me.
Yeah that's about it.
I remember when I was in Morrisons and some guy asked me where the wine is. I pointed to it and he then proceeded to walk over too it and then put it in his jacket and walk off.
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Also my friend my friend got caught stealing mars bar from a store that was nearly always empty. His excuse was that he had no breakfast.
[QUOTE=Bytecry;32578528]I remember when I was in Morrisons and some guy asked me where the wine is. I pointed to it and he then proceeded to walk over too it and then jacked off.[/QUOTE]
Why did read it this way?
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I lost a PSP memory card back when they were expensive.
[QUOTE=fishyfish777;32578539]So you get your possessions stolen then go and get your money stolen at CompUSA? Cool story[/QUOTE]
I got a Dell with 8GB RAM, 3.4Ghz quad-core processor (AMD), 1TB Hard-drive, 460 Nvidia card, and much more for $650.
Pretty good price if you ask me.
[editline]1st October 2011[/editline]
Oh and by the way, CompUSA owns TigerDirect.
once at like the age of 5 i stole those sprinkle things you put on cupcakes from some grocery store
rebel w/o cause
[QUOTE=Valdor;32578743]once at like the age of 5 i stole those sprinkle things you put on cupcakes from some grocery store
rebel w/o cause[/QUOTE]
[video=youtube;tCpMIe8FjEU]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tCpMIe8FjEU[/video]
Thought my DS Lite got stolen after I couldn't find it a year ago.
Did some cleaning today and found it behind my cupboard. Fuck yeah.
When the first Pokémon movie came out and they gave you that Mew pokemon card some asshole behind me stole it during the movie somehow. He bragged about it afterwards :(
my story is a bit sad, as well...
Let me start off:
Last night, sometime before 10:30PM EST, some person(s) managed to break into and steal my heart, and my virginity. I'm currently looking into my ex-girlfriends to see if at least some of them can come over for a threesome, but it's not looking too well. Thankfully the person who stole my heart made me breakfast and stayed the next morning. They took all of the pancakes, eggs, and other frozen goods they could find and made a great breakfast. Judging from the fact that they salted my eggs, put a smiley face in syrup on my hotcakes, and the orange juice led me to believe they are great in cooking, which leads me to believe it was either a chef that i had a one night stand with or they were good at cooking.. They also didn't stay too long, for they left lots of things untouched (such as my dildo in my drawer, which most "naughty" people usually take some of before they leave). I got home around 10:30PM EST on sat., from the movies,with my lover, a barking dog and lots of condoms. I rushed into my room with my gay lover and had great sex (if they had touched ANY of my animals I would make it my life's work to find this person again and have the animals join again - I cared not for my body at this point). I called 911 and asked for the police to join. they came around 11:00PM EST, they asked me questions to which I answered to the best of my ability. After they penetrated my body I went back inside, took a nice hot (calming) shit, locked all the doors, and went to bed with my man.
The next day (today) I woke around 9:00AM EST and proceeded to shower with him, I got out and got dressed, then proceeded to have hot gay sex(again). Around 12:00PM EST I left to go to the pharmacy to get more condoms and I managed to get a 12 pack for a reasonable price. I then go to the pound house to find a large dildo than I have now (a 10 inch purple one). I found one. It's a mix between a dragon penis and a labrador penis that came from Puerto Rico because of the hurricane, the most lovable little thing, and best of all it vibrates. I plan to pick it up tomorrow, I'm glad its getting a good home(my anus). After I got home I find my gay lover to be gone. I am sad now, for now i can no longer use my magical dildo.
Sorry if this seems too formal, I can't be too opinionated at the moment (far too stressed). I may update it later with some actual opinion on what has happened, other than to fuck more guys.
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[QUOTE=kwk;32579142]shit parody story of OP's[/QUOTE] Fuck off.
Not necessarily me, but when I was visiting family in Indonesia, I was sleeping in my uncle's house and my dad forgot to lock the gate when he came in, so someone came in and took my uncle's laptop. Funny thing is that I was really close to it.
[QUOTE=kwk;32579142]my story is a bit sad, as well...
Let me start off:
Last night, sometime before 10:30PM EST, some person(s) managed to break into and steal my heart, and my virginity. I'm currently looking into my ex-girlfriends to see if at least some of them can come over for a threesome, but it's not looking too well. Thankfully the person who stole my heart made me breakfast and stayed the next morning. They took all of the pancakes, eggs, and other frozen goods they could find and made a great breakfast. Judging from the fact that they salted my eggs, put a smiley face in syrup on my hotcakes, and the orange juice led me to believe they are great in cooking, which leads me to believe it was either a chef that i had a one night stand with or they were good at cooking.. They also didn't stay too long, for they left lots of things untouched (such as my dildo in my drawer, which most "naughty" people usually take some of before they leave). I got home around 10:30PM EST on sat., from the movies,with my lover, a barking dog and lots of condoms. I rushed into my room with my gay lover and had great sex (if they had touched ANY of my animals I would make it my life's work to find this person again and have the animals join again - I cared not for my body at this point). I called 911 and asked for the police to join. they came around 11:00PM EST, they asked me questions to which I answered to the best of my ability. After they penetrated my body I went back inside, took a nice hot (calming) shit, locked all the doors, and went to bed with my man.
The next day (today) I woke around 9:00AM EST and proceeded to shower with him, I got out and got dressed, then proceeded to have hot gay sex(again). Around 12:00PM EST I left to go to the pharmacy to get more condoms and I managed to get a 12 pack for a reasonable price. I then go to the pound house to find a large dildo than I have now (a 10 inch purple one). I found one. It's a mix between a dragon penis and a labrador penis that came from Puerto Rico because of the hurricane, the most lovable little thing, and best of all it vibrates. I plan to pick it up tomorrow, I'm glad its getting a good home(my anus). After I got home I find my gay lover to be gone. I am sad now, for now i can no longer use my magical dildo.
Sorry if this seems too formal, I can't be too opinionated at the moment (far too stressed). I may update it later with some actual opinion on what has happened, other than to fuck more guys.
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At least it made me laugh, I'll give you that.
In high school a 'friend' of mine stole the first iPod I bought, a 32 gig iTouch out of my bedroom at a small party I was having.
The next day I got texts from 4 different people he bragged to about it and I tore a strip out of him and he gave it back to me the next day.
Only thievery story I've heard with a happy ending.
[sp]When I was 6 I stole a pack of grape Hubba Bubba gum from Wal-Mart.
I REGRET NOTHING[/sp]
My friend got some of his shit stolen from one of the good-for-nothing idiot peoples we know. Needless to say my friend went L.A Noire on his and got the guy to admit it and return his shit. He decided to press charges and he's testifying soon.
Was a kid. I would go over to my friends house to play Nintendo 64. He wanted to play Paper Mario. So it turned out he really liked it. The next thing I knew, mine was gone, and he had miraculously gotten a copy. He denied it, but to this day, I still think he took it.
As for things that I stole.... a small Dragonite Pokemon figurine. I found it on the floor of a different friend's house. His room was such a mess, I figured he wouldn't even notice it was gone.
Also I "lost" my wallet a couple of weeks ago, but I think somebody took it.
I saw some old dude stuffing apples into his coat at a supermarket once.
Oh and my parents had both of their BMW's stolen a few years back.
Someone got the garage opener, Opened up my garage where my father stores his stuff
[He sells these things, there are like 30 Nintendo 64's and a few dreamcasts]
He fixes them, Cleans them, Fixes games. and sells them on Ebay.
So what they did is they stole my little dirtbike which I had since I was a kid, And dumped soapy water on every game and game console.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
[editline]1st October 2011[/editline]
My childhood was in that garage
Huh, it was moved to fast-threads. Seems appropriate, I guess.
One night when I was living in South Africa people broke in and took our computers, electronics and a bunch of expensive home theater components.
I think it's necessary to provide a bit of information. For those who have never been to Z.A., white people are pretty much paranoid about getting robbed. What they do is live in buildings that are less houses and more compounds. Every house is surrounded by walls. Not fences, walls. It isn't uncommon for the walls to be topped with barbed wire, electrical fencing, razorwire, that kind of thing. Behind our back wall was a lot that was occupied by squatters for a while. We had always been vaguely nervous about this, but there wasn't anything we could do.
Our walls were topped by electrical fencing, we had bars over all our windows and deadbolts in all our doors that we locked each night.
In the morning we found that somebody had cut through the fencing, broken through a scullery window and made it inside to unlock our back door. The thing is, the gaps between the bars are not very big. The police said that the burglars probably sent a child through to unlock the doors. This kind of thing isn't unheard of in Africa. They then went through the house grabbing the computers and everything. Basically the only things they left were our big tv and anything that wasn't valuable. Our passports and banking papers were in a safe that was hidden, so they didn't get those.
We were pretty shaken after that. We got two dogs, a Rhodesian Ridgeback and a Dalmation, and upgraded our alarm system.
Yeah, that's my thief story.
[b]Update:[/b] my neighbor knows something.
I remember last night when the cops came, as soon as he saw the cops he left his porch (where he sits every night) into the house. After they left I knocked on his door and he didn't answer, so I left.
Today I went back over there and he didn't come to the door for ten minutes of my knocking. When he finally came to the door he said he didn't see anything.
I know he was on his porch last night and I know he saw something. I'm fucking pissed ATM.
Uhm, well. One day, I was minding my own business, walking up to my friends. And all of the sudden, he's hanging with this other kid. So, I just walk up and ask if I can hang out. And they're total jackasses to me. I leave, and cry for about a year.
Does that count as stealing? He stole my only bestfriend.
[QUOTE=Ban Camp;32580086]Someone got the garage opener, Opened up my garage where my father stores his stuff
[He sells these things, there are like 30 Nintendo 64's and a few dreamcasts]
He fixes them, Cleans them, Fixes games. and sells them on Ebay.
So what they did is they stole my little dirtbike which I had since I was a kid, And dumped soapy water on every game and game console.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
[editline]1st October 2011[/editline]
My childhood was in that garage[/QUOTE]
Told this story to my friend, who does the same. He asked me for your address so he can find and castrate these people.
[editline]1st October 2011[/editline]
[QUOTE=GeneralSpecific;32580206]One night when I was living in South Africa people broke in and took our computers, electronics and a bunch of expensive home theater components.
I think it's necessary to provide a bit of information. For those who have never been to Z.A., white people are pretty much paranoid about getting robbed. What they do is live in buildings that are less houses and more compounds. Every house is surrounded by walls. Not fences, walls. It isn't uncommon for the walls to be topped with barbed wire, electrical fencing, razorwire, that kind of thing. Behind our back wall was a lot that was occupied by squatters for a while. We had always been vaguely nervous about this, but there wasn't anything we could do.
Our walls were topped by electrical fencing, we had bars over all our windows and deadbolts in all our doors that we locked each night.
In the morning we found that somebody had cut through the fencing, broken through a scullery window and made it inside to unlock our back door. The thing is, the gaps between the bars are not very big. The police said that the burglars probably sent a child through to unlock the doors. This kind of thing isn't unheard of in Africa. They then went through the house grabbing the computers and everything. Basically the only things they left were our big tv and anything that wasn't valuable. Our passports and banking papers were in a safe that was hidden, so they didn't get those.
We were pretty shaken after that. We got two dogs, a Rhodesian Ridgeback and a Dalmation, and upgraded our alarm system.
Yeah, that's my thief story.[/QUOTE]
Holy shit wow, is it really that bad down there?
[QUOTE=Ban Camp;32580086]Someone got the garage opener, Opened up my garage where my father stores his stuff
[He sells these things, there are like 30 Nintendo 64's and a few dreamcasts]
He fixes them, Cleans them, Fixes games. and sells them on Ebay.
So what they did is they stole my little dirtbike which I had since I was a kid, And dumped soapy water on every game and game console.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
[editline]1st October 2011[/editline]
My childhood was in that garage[/QUOTE]
Ouchh.
[QUOTE=Valdor;32578743]once at like the age of 5 i stole those sprinkle things you put on cupcakes from some grocery store[/QUOTE]
I stole a tic-tac when I was young.
I stole a babybottle pop candy when I was 5
A few years ago, I used to have had a PS2. After a few months it was stolen, my sister handed it out to some of her friends through a window.
A few days ago, I was home alone, when everyone came back, we found out all the milk was missing from the fridge in the garage, the garage door was open. It was odd, they ONLY took the milk, nothing else.
My friend said he wanted to do some pokemon trades.
Fucker stole my lvl 100 torterra.
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