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Oh man, I remember those! Great days...Someone stole my tech deck from my desk in grade 6. Still pissed about that one.
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Oh man, I remember those! Great days...Someone stole my tech deck from my desk in grade 6. Still pissed about that one.
Oh man, I remember those! Great days...

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ShieetJust reminded me of another. When I was playing cricket, there was one team that was 'promoted' from another league into ours. They had something of a reputation amongst the other teams, where they had to lock their own changerooms, keep stuff in cars, etc.
Every week we used to have a 'valuables bag', but rarely had more than 2-3 things get added. This week, everyone added everything (even bloody lighters/smokes!). The change-room was padlocked, and as captain I kept the key out on the field with me. I took the valuables bag and locked them in my car. (My car key was in my cricket bag, inside the locked changeroom)
We came off the field at lunch, and as I walked towards my car, I noticed the back window was down. As I got closer, I realised it wasn't down, it was missing. The boot was of course open, and the valuables bag was sitting empty. Not one member of our team had their wallet. No-one had cash. There was only one guy with a phone.
I spoke with the other captain, umpires and then their club president (who also ran the canteen). Got nowhere, and abused for even asking the question.
We unlocked the clubrooms, and noticed that the poster on the back wall was loose. Pulling it back revealed a hole (hollywood prison escape style) leading to a toilet block. The only access to the toilet block was from the kitchen. The only access to the kitchen was.....the club president.
We returned to the field sans lunch, and when we finally dismissed them came off the field looking for answers. Coincidentally the president had found all of the phones, wallets, etc. All the cash was gone, as was my watch, a pair of sunnies and the cigarettes. Funny that.
We unlocked the clubrooms, and noticed that the poster on the back wall was loose. Pulling it back revealed a hole (hollywood prison escape style) leading to a toilet block. The only access to the toilet block was from the kitchen. The only access to the kitchen was.....the club president.
We returned to the field sans lunch, and when we finally dismissed them came off the field looking for answers. Coincidentally the president had found all of the phones, wallets, etc. All the cash was gone, as was my watch, a pair of sunnies and the cigarettes. Funny that.

When I used to work at Maccas, someone stole my basketball shoes out of my work bag while I was on shift - this poor arse John. Complained to the manager, as he was the only one who left early from our shift and was told there was no way to prove it, cannot do anything about it, sorry etc. Pretty pissed off with it. Then the idiot decides to come into work a couple of weeks later wearing my shoes, and I was on shift ! Needless to say I stole them back![]()

Had some lil bastard come in through my bathroom window and steal our "savings tin" (roughly $700), my childrens coin jars, my GPS, some of my gf's jewellery. Just feel so violated knowing someone's been in your house.
The good news is that we found out who it was and we got everything back bar the savings tin.
Hah, and get this - a couple of months later i receive a letter in the mail from the courts asking me to be in a meeting with the young boy to hear his side of the story. He also wrote me a letter apologising, as if he even means it.
Had some lil bastard come in through my bathroom window and steal our "savings tin" (roughly $700), my childrens coin jars, my GPS, some of my gf's jewellery. Just feel so violated knowing someone's been in your house.
The good news is that we found out who it was and we got everything back bar the savings tin.
Hah, and get this - a couple of months later i receive a letter in the mail from the courts asking me to be in a meeting with the young boy to hear his side of the story. He also wrote me a letter apologising, as if he even means it.
Yep people that break into houses are complete scum.`

Get a dog people, I haven't locked my doors for over 15 years, they are unlocked 24/7. It's a shame you can't protect your car the same way.![]()
What if someone is desperate enough to rob your house that they hurt your dog?
I will confess something I really regret.
I went out one night and got into it real fast. Probably too fast now I think about it. Anyway. I just started working with a door to door sales company (and quit the first day) and, drunkenly, decide to show a mate how I do my thang.
So I walk up to the nearest house and knock on the door. As soon as I knock on this random door, it opens as it was unlocked. As the door swings open, I see this Macbook sitting right there within reach like it was some kind of miracle...maybe fate. It was like it had an halo effect. So I took it and casually walked out.
Don't call the cops just yet, I ended up returning the next day with a letter (and the Mac) written exactly like this:
Dear To Whom Might Be Pissing Themselves,
I have returned with what rightfully belongs to you and the enemy has been defeated. As long as there is night, I will be it's friend.
And yours.
Batman.
PS: I stole your shit because I was drunk. My bad. I also stole this six pack to give to you as compensation...funny? sorry.
Poor bloke.
I'm too far gone. The bloke can't save me.Jesus Christ