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edicehouse

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I have had an IPOD sitting on my desk for months at a time overnight. Well today I came in just happened to open my pen book, and 2 pens are missing. I have a couple other pens sitting on my desk that I use, and they are there. Ahh well guess I have to keep the book locked up if I don't bring it home.
 
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I've always been a bit of a paranoid jerkoff about stuff like that. It got kinda out of control after my car got broken into 2 feet from my house and I lost 2 12 inch speakers, an EXTREMELY high quality speaker box, my amp, my cd player, about 200 cd's, my Maglite, and the lock on the drivers side door was destroyed to boot. It took me a long time to figure out how to be okay dialing it back a little after that. AS a rule of thumb, I never leave anything at work or anywhere besides my house that I would deeply regret losing.
 
Many years ago, I came home from work to find that my appartment had been broken into. They stole a VCR, pair of aviator sunglasses that were on the fireplace mantle and one shirt from my closet [I was OK until I realized that they had gone into my beadroom to get the shirt].

Now here is the funny/sad part. They removed and left the VCR tape. They did not touch the camera bag with a Cannon AE-1 program and several lenses which was sitting in front of the TV. And they moved out of the way a 1953 Gibson J-50 guitar which was leaning against the entertainment center.

Go figure?!
 
I've had my house broken into 4 different times and a corvette stolen... the corvette and one of the break in was in California, the other 3 times were in Houston area... I've learned to put away things that I want to keep, but otherwise don't get emotionally attached to materials things... the primary reason for insurance is to replace things that are "midnight shopped". What frightened me more than the break in's was that a family member almost walked into two of them....The first time I was broken into in California happened in the afternoon just about time my daughter was getting out of school... my wife ran down to the school 4 blocks away to pick her up and was to come right back as she had a girlfriend coming over...she was gone less than 10 minutes... the girlfriend range the bell at the back door about 2 minutes before my wife came in the front and let her in... the burglars were inside the house when the girlfriend rang the bell and the wife with my daughter and 6 month old son could have walked into them as the left... In the Houston area it also happened in the afternoon and my 10-11 year old son was a latch-key kid and could have walked into the burglary... we had just moved into the house and the phone lines for the block wasn't installed yet and we only had two neighbors....
 
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I HATE a durn thief!!! My latest experience is nothing compared to what some of you have been through, But it still irritated me. I was showing pens at a car dealership here in town, I sold about $400.00 worth of pens. I was pumped to say the least. Taking inventory, I noticed a Slimline was missing. I didn't sell any slims. I know after selling 400 worth of pens why cry over a cheap slim line? It's the principle. They didn't have to steal it. I would probably have given it to them if they would have asked. Ok, I'm done.
 
hate Thieves, I do lock the doors at the shop, because it's in town, but I don't even have a key to my house, and leave the doors unlocked all the time, and I keep hoping some one will decide they need something of mine, more than I do, Reason being I have Three Germane Shepherds in the house, and two out side in the back 3/4 acre yard. And it's getting kind of expensive feeding them. I'm not sure what the nutritional value of our local crackheads is, but at least there would be some bones for the inside dogs to gnaw on.
 
I have no use for a thief anywhere near me. Besides if someone decides that they want my stuff they'll have to contend with a 100 lb. retriever.
 
hate Thieves, I do lock the doors at the shop, because it's in town, but I don't even have a key to my house, and leave the doors unlocked all the time, and I keep hoping some one will decide they need something of mine, more than I do, Reason being I have Three Germane Shepherds in the house, and two out side in the back 3/4 acre yard. And it's getting kind of expensive feeding them. I'm not sure what the nutritional value of our local crackheads is, but at least there would be some bones for the inside dogs to gnaw on.
It's not safe to feed your dogs crack.
 
When my wife and I first got married, many moons ago..we lived in an apartment. One day, she had mopped the floor and set the mop outside the front porch. Someone stole it! If they will steal a nasty mop, they will steal any thing....
 
I once was missing gas from my pickup every week. I borrowed a boiler ignition transformer from work and attached it to my truck. Two or three nights later, I heard a scream about 2 am. The next morning, I found a present of 2 nice 5 gallon gas cans and a hose right there next to the truck. I guess the tingle of 18,000 volts grabbing the hand in the dark of night can be a bit disconcerting.
Yes, I did carry the transformer back to work and never lost any gas after that.
Charles
PS. My house is now protected by the big three, Browning, Smith & Wesson.
 
I once was missing gas from my pickup every week. I borrowed a boiler ignition transformer from work and attached it to my truck. Two or three nights later, I heard a scream about 2 am. The next morning, I found a present of 2 nice 5 gallon gas cans and a hose right there next to the truck. I guess the tingle of 18,000 volts grabbing the hand in the dark of night can be a bit disconcerting.
Yes, I did carry the transformer back to work and never lost any gas after that.
Charles
PS. My house is now protected by the big three, Browning, Smith & Wesson.
Mine is also protected by Browning, in addition to a security system and locks. That being said, you have to be careful about boobytrapping your stuff. People have gone to jail for doing that.
 
I go to the office refrigerator and put a bag of frozen burritos (with my name on them) in the freezer for times when I forget my lunch. I open the bag and take one out and eat it. I go back a week later out of 18 in the bag there were two left. Of course nobody admits to eating them. If you are hungry just ask if can have one I dont mind sharing. I just ticks me off when you have only 12 ppl in the office and no ones will fess up to taking my food....GRRRRRR!!!
 
Then there was the young punk that stole gas from a camper in the neighborhood for about three months.

Suddenly one night there was a heck of a commotion in the neighbors bushes next door.

There was this poor punk sick as all get out. Looking him over with the policemen we found he had put the siphon hose into the full holding tank and he got two or three mouth fulls of 'mess'. The rubber hose and gas can were left at the mobile home which by the way had just returned home after a 2000+ ride around the country... and the camper's holding tank was full, very full, but less what small portion the punk swallowed. :eek:

That was 10-12 years ago and I bet you that someone could hand that punk a hose and a can today and he would run like the devil to get away! Serves the thief right! :biggrin:
 
One of my loser brothers moved in with us, and it didn't work out. A few years later he moved in with one of my other brothers and that didn't work out. After we left we figured out he was stealing our grandmothers gas from her gas can for the yard equipment and doing the same to my other brother. He was pulling it off at my grandmothers quiet well, because me and the other though each other was filling her equipment. The one brother and I would just take the can to the gas station and fill it up without saying anything. I though dang this mower (which is smaller than mine) drinks a lot of gas.
 
I had a few pens at my family reunion this year. Just showing them what I had been doing this past year....One really good Cigar Style pen ended up missing! :mad:
 
I have two attack guinea pigs in my basement. It is a walk out so it is probably the most vulnerable. I had two Saint Bernards, but one died and the other is blind and deaf, so unless they try to steal the carpet from underneath her, they're safe. I do have an alarm system and I have great neighbors in a quiet community outside of Louisville. I also am friends with Smith and Wesson. And because there are 10 cops in my subdivision, including myself and the Chief of the City Police, if we have a burglary, we usually have a pretty good saturation of officers for a little while.
 
I had a few pens at my family reunion this year. Just showing them what I had been doing this past year....One really good Cigar Style pen ended up missing! :mad:


My solution to that was I took a batch of pens to the reunion and said 'find one you like and keep it'. It was a small reunion:biggrin:.

Carl
 
Stealing gas out of cars reminds me of my father. Back in 1957 we lived in a development with a next door neighbor who was a real bragger. He went out and bought a new '57 Chevy and was complaining about the gas mileage he was getting. My father told him that it would get better after the engine got broken in. About three weeks later he was going on insistently about how my father was right, the mileage was incredible, off the charts, 25 to 30 MPG and back then that was great. This went on for about three months, then all of a sudden he was only getting about 4 or 5 MPG.

It turned out that when the mileage was very high my father was sneaking across the driveways and adding 5 to 10 Gallons every three or four nights. Then he would sneak over and siphon out the same amounts. The guy had the car in the shop for days on end trying to figure out what was going on till my father finally got tired and quit. Never did tell him.
 
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