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Before we were married, my hubby had his bike stolen from his apartment patio, which was not only surrounded by a tall wooden fence, but the thief figured out how to destroy the lock fastening the bike to the barbecue pit. The thief courteously left the pit behind.
We've had cars broken into twice- once, our GPS was stolen, and once, an iPod and a pack of gum. Nobody was ever caught, but we figured it was the teenagers in the house on the corner of our old neighborhood- they wandered the neighborhood at all hours.
I had my lunch stolen out of a work fridge once. My unit at work had gone out as a group for pre-Thanksgiving lunch at a "home cookin'" place that gave HUGE portions. I had an entire pork chop, green beans, and mashed potatoes left over, so I put them in a to-go container and wrote my name on the lid, then put it in the fridge in our break room for the next day. I came to work without money that next day, and lo and behold- someone had not only stolen my lunch, but they ate everything BUT the green beans and PUT THE CONTAINER BACK IN THE FRIDGE!! I was so mad- both because my lunch was stolen, and because someone had the nerve to take MOST of the lunch but not the whole thing! I mean, who DOES that, really?!?
I wrote a note and put it on the fridge that said something like- "To the person who ate my leftovers- I've been having the sniffles and a sore throat and cough all week, so you might need to make a doctor's appointment in a few days." My boss and coworkers laughed until they cried, and one of them brought me lunch when she went to get hers. She said she hadn't laughed that hard in a long time that I didn't need to pay her back. My husband was so mad when I told him that day that he showed up at my office an hour later- with a mini-fridge he bought at the Sears up the street from my office.
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