I had managed to leave my house keys on the floor next to my bed when I left for work, so I called my mother and arranged for her to pick me up from the train station. The Great Pumpkin was looking out for me; if she hadn't given me a ride, I would have come home alone, less than twenty minutes after I did.
When we reached the house, we saw a razor scooter parked next to the trash cans. "Huh," I said. "I wonder what that's doing there?" But we dismissed it as having been left by one of the neighborhood kids, and kept going.
There was a large Aaron Brothers bag, and a backpack, in the front yard. "That's weird," I said. But we decided it probably belonged to my little sister, who will sometimes put things in odd places while she does other stuff, and we kept going.
Inside, the cats were in a state of high dudgeon—even moreso than normal for a weekday afternoon—and appeared to have expressed their unhappiness by knocking a bunch of stuff over. Mom scolded them amiably while I started for the fridge to get a soda, and saw that Alex's bedroom door was open. His room is one of the only places in the house the cats aren't allowed. I thought "wow, lots of mischief," and went to close it...
...only to find that his bedside table had been cleared onto the bed. And the door to the laundry room was open. And the door connecting the laundry room to the back was open. And the DVD player was gone.
Cue freaking right the fuck out.
Mom searched the house while I got the stuff out of the front yard. The bags proved to contain everything that was missing: the DVD player, Alex's computer (mine was untouched), a bunch of small electronics, a few DVDs. (Ironically, our thief only took Firefly-related material. So we're looking for an asshole Browncoat. Nice!) The Aaron Brothers bag was mine, which explains why my pictures were scattered all over the floor.
After a heart-stopping moment of not being able to find Lilly, we got ourselves calmed mostly down, and Mom went to the hardware store to get new locks while I called the police. An officer came out and took my statement; we walked the perimeter, and found that the hide-a-key (which I didn't know existed until I called Alex) was missing. So that's probably how they got inside.
We think we came home and surprised the thief in the process of going back in for another load. That's why we found all their stuff (and the scooter). Had I come home alone, they would probably have still been there. And I would have walked in on them, without a car to warn that I was coming.
Alex got home and confirmed that all his stuff was there. Mom changed the locks. Victor and Lara came and took me for dinner. The cats got fussed over. And I took a machete to bed.
So...
1. Nothing is missing.
2. In fact, net gain: I have the thief's scooter.
3. We think it was a teenage boy, based on the scooter, the things grabbed, and the fact that none of my girly things were touched.
4. Alex is working from home today, so the house is not empty.
5. The cats are fine.
6. I will be sleeping with a machete for the foreseeable future.
It's an ignite the biosphere kind of day.
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I've never been through being robbed but I did once have my apartment building be set on fire and it shook me far more than I realized.
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I'd put up a found ad around the neighborhood with a picture of the scooter...
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*giggles* That is mad-brilliant.
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We got knocked off pretty badly. Though the worst loss was Lily's Cindarella jewelry box not even full of plastic jewelry because, who steals from a freaking 4 year old?
I am SO very sorry. It's the worst feeling. I'm glad all the stuff is there and bonus! scooter to sell and more importantly, fingerprint. I hope the police were kind.
So very sorry. I still do the door check every time I come home.
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2. Stupid asshole thief!
3. Maybe the police can track the asshole down by looking up who owns the scooter? Or do they not have to have license plates?
4. Stupid asshole thief!
5. Keep your eyes peeled, because I'd bet dollars to doughnuts the little asshole will come "looking" to see if he can find/grab his scooter, in which case you can
string him upbeat him about the head with a clubmaybe call the cops and have them arrest him.6. Stupid asshole thief!
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You should put flyers up around the neighborhood saying you found the scooter and see if the theif's dumb enough to claim it. You know. For science.
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Major hugs.
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Do not bring the machete if someone comes to claim it. Do call the police. Your bad guy might be a browncoat, but he could also be a loser idiot just the same.
If no one responds (or can't prove the scooter is theirs), sell it and go with step 3, "profit."
Finally, he/she got in with a hide-a-key. As that is gone and there are new locks, you really are safe. I'm so glad the cats are ok (and did not get out). You are impressively lucky (thanks, Great Pumpkin, for watching over you).
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I'm really glad no one was injured and none of your belongings were lost.
Good guys - 1
Loser scum sucking bad guys (LSSBG) - 0
I hope the police catch the LSSBG!
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Asshole Browncoats are usually pretty gorram rare. Except for me. And I don't steal.
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Pay attention to any associates (or associates parents) complaining about the missingscooter..
BTW, hide-a-keys are really bad things in most cases, they can be found easily with a metal detector. If you must store an emergency key, get a mounted lock box in an obscured location with a combination lock and never use the combo in the presence of others.
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The lock boxes are a much better idea.
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I think this is more credible than my “Thomas ate the thief” hypothesis. Glad to hear everyone is OK.
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