About 3 years ago I bought a set of red sheets for my king-size bed. I used them a few times, then put them away in the linen closet. Then several months later, I decided to use the red sheets again. I went to the linen closet, pulled out the two pillowcases and the flat sheet. The fitted sheet, the one that I had previously used, was gone. I never used the flat sheet, so it was strange that the fitted sheet was missing. I emptied out the linen closet, the three bedroom closets, the basement, every place in the house. No red fitted sheet. I asked my partner. Nope. To this day, I have not found that sheet. It’s too big to have been accidentally thrown out. I can only conclude that someone broke into the house and stole my king-size fitted red sheet.
My virginity was stolen from me!
No, wait . . . I gave it away.
Never mind.
My parents’ gift shop was burgled by the most pathetic thieves ever- they stole a) a few Mars bars, b) a box of 99p pewter figures, c) all the (non-alcoholic) punch, and a couple of t-shirts with the company logo on. Possibly the least valuable stuff in the whole place.
They had a much more impressively organised burglary a few years later though- someone stole the fuel storage tank for the heating system. It was about half full, and probably weighed over 2 tons. My dad said he was so impressed at the effort, he couldn’t actually manage getting angry about it.
My driveway has a two cm ridge where it joins the road - bad news when hitting it at speed on my bike. So I’d found a old piece of metal grating (about 30x20cm) which was just the right height to make a ramp, which I tied to light pole to stop it washing away.
Someone came along one day, untied the wire and made off with the piece of grating.
About a week after moving into my current house the garage was broken into. Inside were about £3000 worth of bicycles (unlocked), a couple toolboxes of hand tools and a brand new cordless drill. All they took was a half full petrol can worth about £10. The previous owner had had a motorcycle in the garage and the police said another had been stolen the same night so they were only after motorcycles and ignored everything else.
Ha! Same thing happened to me. I was selling my old apartment, and the realtor left it unlocked since it was vacant and the building had a doorman.
Somebody (I presume a resident in the same building) snuck in and stole all my window blinds.
I guess they at least fit his windows.
I was about to move into a new apartment in NYC. I knew better than to move anything in until the new gate was installed on the fire-escape window. Sure enough, someone broke in and stole the one and only thing in the apartment: an old, partially rusty tape measure.
EVERY unit responded. Including some from other jurisdictions and one guy in a piper cub.
Regards,
-Bouncer-
Many of these are funny as heck, but the strangest thing I’ve ever heard of is still this…
A blood soaked mattress from an ebola clinic.
I don’t even… :smack:
Regards,
-Bouncer-
One place I worked at in the 90s had 2 old rusty engine blocks sitting behind the building. The boss wanted to get rid of them so he chained them to the pipes on the wall. They were gone within a week.
The other was more of a prank. In high school one kid stole the magnetic “citizen’s watch” sign off the citizen’s watch car - he was talking to them through the window and grabbed it when they drove off. It was stuck to a door behind the high school for the next 6 months.
We had one stolen, too - an 80-gallon flip top for automated pickup. About a dozen were stolen that night. Word is they’re bonzer for high-volume composting. Or something.
Bones from the corpse of Alistair Cooke. Alistair Cooke - Wikipedia
At my dentist’s office, some man walked in to the lobby, picked up the wooden magazine rack (with magazines in it), walked out the front door, put it in his car and left. The front office staff thought it was a prank, at first, but when he didn’t come back, realized they had just been robbed. The man was not a patient, and the staff did not recognize him.
A few years ago, I was going to a fancy dress party, and decided for reasons I won’t get into that I would go as a Roman Catholic cardinal, with the full red silk robes.
It turns out a set of cardinal’s robes aren’t a stock item for your typical joke/costume shop. Nothing daunted, I contacted an actual theatrical costumier, who happily supplied me with a very satisfactory and sleek looking cardinal’s outfit.
The Monday after the party, I headed off to work and threw them on the back seat of the car, meaning to return them on my way home. When I left work that day, a car window had been smashed and the robes were gone.
So somebody broke into a car to steal a set of authentic looking cardinal’s robes. I have no idea what they planning on doing with them :- it really is hard to imagine a black market in those particular items.
Just curious, williambaskerville; how much did it cost to replace that costume?
There is a cemetery near my house that has a lot of prominent Washintonians buried there (Tim Russert, Upton Sinclair, the guy who created Wonderbread, Alice Roosevelt, Gore Vidal, etc.). Anyway, it’s a lovely spot with lots of interesting statues and markers. A few years ago, someone stole an 11 foot obelisk as well as other markers.
What was stolen isn’t really that strange; but my idiocy in how I found out about it was.
I installed a brand new set of speakers in my car; but never got around to hiding the wires. Basically dangled out from under my dash, went along the side of my car through the back seat and hooked into my speakers.
On morning i got into my car, turned on my stereo and didn’t hear anything. Because of the way I had jury-rigged the speaker wires, it wasn’t unusual for them to become disconnected. I’d trace the wire back looking for then end of it, then I’d look around for the other end which was always nearby. I searched for longer time than I should admit to before i got frustrated and decided to start with the speaker and trace the wire from there. Only then did I realize there were no speakers in the rear deck of my car!
The costumier wanted something around 400 euros (about 500 dollars for USians). In fact, the customier had already reserved the replacement price on my credit card, so they just turned it into an actual charge. (There was nothing underhand about this, they explained they’d have to do it since I was not in fact an established theatre company outfitting a Cardinal Wolsey).
As it happened my car insurance had personal belongings cover :- after some highly surreal and very amusing phone conversations, it covered most of it.
I came in to post a similar one - a brass cross taken off a headstone:
It’s not weird, but someone at work stole my Harry Potter mug. They don’t make this kind anymore, and it was a gift from my best friend.
Repeated emails sent to the employees at this site (it’s a group of about 70 ppl at this site) haven’t brought it back.
Sometimes people just SUCK.