h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I had my house broken into this morning, the fecker didn't get much, just a bit of cash but it reminded me of a few years ago when the house I was living in then was broken into as well as the little toerags stole the wee bit of tobacco and skins I had lying beside my bed
Now why would anyone steal that it's just annoying!

So I was wondering, what's the most annoying thing you've ever had stolen?

I stole the kettle from a student house party once. That must have been pretty annoying the morning after.

Oh evil! I'm afraid I'd have to hunt you down! Can't get through the day without my

Someone broke into my brother's car and stole the Krooklok.

My parent's house was burgled when I was about 8. I didn't mind the telly and video so much, but my Mum had left my £2 pocket money on the side for the next day and the sods nicked that! Not nice!

The most annoying thing I've had nicked was CDs.... or on one ocasion having a power supply pack/charger nicked which proved at the time to be impossible to hunt down a replacemnt, thus making the electical item concerned utterly useless

indeed. mobile phone chargers, in the days before the plugs were more or less standard, were always being knocked off. and usually meant buying a new phone. which was a big deal if you got your phone as part of a contract. which probably explains why they were stolen in the first place. i've seen universal chargers for phones in hardware stores for less than 10 dollars these days.

the most annoying theft i ever suffered...

a friend lived in a share house. his roomies worked a milk delivery round. for reasons i can't recall they asked us to do the round one night. getting back totally knackered we discovered the wipes had done a runner. took our guitars and recording gear. i was especially gutted they took the tapes.

but getting us to do their jobs while they robbed us, that was really low.

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Right now, I am missing a book, which *might* have been nicked from my office, and if it has been stiolen, then that qualifies! (I bought the book in the 1990s, and this year I bought another copy to send to my friend the Belgian Poet for his birthday. The one I bought in the 1990s, and have lost was on sale, and cost me $10.00 or less. The copy I bought for AV, cost me $28.00, so that's what I am looking at to replace it, if I can't find it, and after 3 weeks of searching and phoning everywhere I've been, looks very likely...

That being said, the most annoying thing I've ever had half-inched, was a beautiful insouciant hat which I loved, and have never been able to replace, because I've never seen its like since.

>Right now, I am missing a book,<

speaking of hats, i am reminded of the time we were at the zoo. my son was still in the pram at the time. i had bought him this really great green hat. halfway between a beret and an aussie cricket baggy green. quite distinct.

he loses the hat somewhere on our rounds and we backtrack to try to find it with no luck. later on we are at the hippo enclosure and there's a couple with a baby who is wearing OUR hat. i tell the couple they have our hat and it is returned no problems. but i have to wonder about people who 'find' something and just decide to keep it.

Exactly! I wonder if someone has found my book, and decided to keep it? If so, I hope they get good of it, as they might, but I am still cross, given that it's going to cost me nearly 3 x what it originally cost, to replace it, not to mention the notes I'd written in it!

Another phenomenon, those who find something and decide to bin it. I was horribly embarassed years ago, when I went to an employment agency in a very swank building, and realised as soon as I got outside that I'd left my unbrella, and went back for it. The woman at the reception desk first said "what umbrella?" and when I described it, she waved languidly at the rubbish bin behind her desk and opined that it was so old, tatty and horrible that she'd assumed I'd left it behind in her office as "rubbish"! (Of course, I laugh now, but I was mortified at the time... and needles to say, I didn't get the job, her colleague interviewing me, evidently thought I was as tatty as the umbrella and far below the standards of their very important client! )

Vicky

*chuckle* good one. i had a friend who worked on the railways who was amused when i bought a new umbrella. just go down to station lost property he said and describe yourself a black one with a wooden handle. since i had already bought a black one with a wooden handle i declined the offer. however i later lost that umbrella on a train. lost property didn't have any black ones with wooden handles and this included mine. apparently those ones are always collected first. railway employees are specific in their preferences.

i was visiting my missus in hospital once and found a small book on 'uplifting quotes' so interesting i didn't want to leave it behind. and i didn't. the irony of stealing a book full of quotes on moral right taunted me until i lost the thing.

by the 2 accounts my karma is probably levelled.

Most embarrassing thing I've _not_ had stolen...

Some so-and-so broke into my car once and nicked the radio...

Thing is, he'd rifled through the glove compartment and taken all my cassettes out, and then just left them in a neat pile on the driver's seat, he'd even taken the cassette out of the radio before he legged it!

Oi! Mr Thief! What's wrong with my taste in music then?

everybody dance now!

I got my tatty, moth-eaten leather jacket nicked in a club once. Still not happy about that.

On a similar note...

Me moth-eaten, brown Fisherman's jumper was stolen from Jilly's in Manchester one evening. Must've been that night

My scooter was stolen a month ago. I was devastated, still am.

My worst loss was a portable radio taken from my desk in an office suite to which only my colleagues had access - that hurt - because I must have been 'friends' with the thief, in the way that colleagues are....

Novo

My truly worst loss from stealing was my marble collection. All the kids where I lived spent ages playing marbles. i was brilliant at it and had built up a brilliant collection of the most amazing variety of really beautiful ones. Plus I'd been given some really special ones by my mother, bought in London. Many were really old ones. I had well over a hundred. I was forever looking at them, and counting them. One day I left the really nice suede draw string bag, I kept them in, outside the front of my best friend's house. When I came back to look for it, they were gone. I was six. It still hurts.

The most amusing break-in I had was entirely my fault and would have been embarrassing if not for the fact the toe-rags got what was coming to them!

I left the window of my car open about two inches and someone overnight decided to gain access to the interior of my car via this method.

Now, I'd been using my car as my handbag for a couple of weeks, there were bags of 'lunch remains' in the rear footwells, few bits of paper and drinks bottles lying about, in the central console were a few tapes, and some coins (pennies and 2s) stuck to the bottom where a can spilt ages ago, along with a tampon (sealed, unused), a lighter and some cotton buds. oh, and a random bit of ribbon. The door pockets were similarly filled with tat and rubbish, and the glove box had old letters (nothing important or particularly personal) photos, pens, more tapes, more rubbish... The boot had a big bag of tat I'd picked up from my ex's house the weekend before (old shoes, books, couple of tops, the usual crap)... (My car isn't usually this bad. It had been a bad couple of weeks.)

Now, they did my car no damage breaking in, and had to riffle through all of this rubbish (chucking it all on the floor ) before realising that there is absolutely *nothing* in my car worth having. I dont think even the lighter worked... I hope they enjoyed their waste of time!

It was made sweeter because I've had my car windows smashed twice in the same area for no reason, and had the roof and bonnet damaged by people running over it... So I'm glad *I* got *them* this time