I was robbed by my exSIL though. The ex's sister was staying at our house overnight. I left long enough to get run to the store. I noticed my jewelry box was moved later when I went into my bedroom. She was already gone.
The stupid little twit took my jewelry to my jeweler to sell it. My jeweler recognized my jewelry because he sold it to me.
He took it and made out a full report and was calling the police when I walked in. I knew that was where she would go with it because she was there with me the day before when I was picking up a piece I had sized.
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My car was broken into when I was in college. They stole my laptop, a bunch of CDs and my wallet. It was a couple weeks before finals, and all my work for a final portfolio for a class was on the computer. I had to recreate a semester worth of work from drafts I'd turned in along the way. Luckily though my debit card was not in my wallet at the time. I had gotten gas on my was to work and my card was in the cupholder still. My sister worked at the bank I used and was able to freeze my accounts right away, just in case.
The worst part was getting my student ID replaced. The woman at the ID office gave me MAJOR attitude about it. She had this long speech about having to get it replaced and if I didn't file a police report, I would have to pay. I was like, um, I did file a report, here is the number and the officer's name. And she was still huffy with me
Growing up, I lived in a house that the doors could be unlocked with a bent coat hanger.
More than once we have found a door unlocked and open just a little over the years there and here and no one knows how long it had been like that.
If I remember right, we came back from vacation and the back door was open. The storm door was closed though.
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Years ago, our car was broken into twice. We lived in a decent but not well patrolled area when we first got married. All the cars for that apartment complex were parked in a carport. A few of our cars were broken into. They stole an amplifier, a bunch of cassette tapes (before CD's were cheap enough for the car) and the change. Then about a month later, they broke into our car again and just took the change and broke the glove box (they had stolen everything the time before!).
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This house is the first one we have lived in that is in a subdivision.
There have been houses broken into a few times and a myth house on the street behind us.
I think houses in neighborhoods are more likely to be broken into than those on main roads and out in the country.
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Years ago, came home from work around 2100 and discovered a guy in my apartment (ground floor, company housing) going through stuff. We were both so surprised that neither did anything for a few seconds. Then I grabbed him and we wrestled around for a while, but I finally let him go because there had just been a similar incident and the person broken into injured the burgular and became a criminal himself..... Anyway, the police came and they caught him the next day. But it took a long time before I liked that place again. Just felt like my privacy had really been violated... And he smelled pretty bad, too. LOL
I did not have anything worth stealing at that time but the police said that since it was company housing for a major company, the burgular probably figured he could make a good score...
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My car was broken into back in home town about 20 years ago. I had some textbooks stolen (coincidentally, the thieves dumped the books in a snow bank on the other side of town. It ended up being in front of the house of a close friend from school who gave them back to me. The thieves apparently didn't know that they could have gotten over a hundred buck by selling them as used in the university bookstore)
I lock my stuff when I'm out and about, but I don't worry at home. My house is almost never locked if i'm home (although we do lock it if we're out for an extended period) and I don't worry about locking the car if it's in the driveway or parked on the street in front of the house.
I was robbed by my exSIL though. The ex's sister was staying at our house overnight. I left long enough to get run to the store. I noticed my jewelry box was moved later when I went into my bedroom. She was already gone.
The stupid little twit took my jewelry to my jeweler to sell it. My jeweler recognized my jewelry because he sold it to me.
He took it and made out a full report and was calling the police when I walked in. I knew that was where she would go with it because she was there with me the day before when I was picking up a piece I had sized.
Boy Lily, she was one stupid crook, luckily for you though!
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One Sunday night years ago I had my car washed and filled the gas tank. Parked it outside my townhouse in it's spot. Went out Monday morning to go to work and the car was gone. The cops found it weeks later. The thieves had tried to rip out the stereo system but unsuccessful. Took all my CD's/cassette tapes (it was that long ago!) damaged the inside and apparently drove it until the gas ran out. The thieves left a Lisa Lisa tape in my stereo. Since then, I have not washed my car and filled the tank in the same day.
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I had my car stolen from twice. The first time was my utter stupidity - I didn't lock the car. I was running in for "just a minute" and left the car running, my purse in it, etc. They stole my purse - it was found the next morning floating in the river next to McDonald's - everything was there but the cash. I was young, naive and stupid.
The next time, I was parked downtown and they broke the window to my car and stole all our jackets and my cosmetic bag.
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Once each. My car was broken into in high school. I was at a friends house in a not so great neighborhood and they had shady next door neighbors. You could see the footprints in the snow from my car to their house. They stole a shopping bag with two hoodies in it. They were Christmas presents I bought for my boyfriend and a friend. $50 a piece. I was so upset. That was so much money to me then. They also stole my bag with all my work clothes in it. Hope they enjoyed that.
Right after DH and I moved in together someone broke into our house. Nothing major was taken, all the CDs, a cheap camera, and a cheap ring (but they left the nice jewelry). We think it was just kids, but it felt gross. You could see how they went through the house and looked through things.
Day after Christmas - house was on the corner of a BUSY intersection, and we kept a light on in the living room. We're all upstairs, sound asleep (me, DH, 6 kids, 3 dogs). They pulled a truck up to the back door; fed the dogs meatballs laced with something to make them pass out (Vet confirmed this); stole everything from the freezer (had just stocked it); all the kitchen appliances; and to add insult to injury, they drank DH's beer while they were robbing us - left the bottles throughout the downstairs. Took unopened gifts to the basement to open them (no noise from wrapping paper!); swiped DH's 26 freshly laundered shirts from the laundry room; stole the 72" long entertainment system (TV, turntable, stereo, radio), emptied out the bar, and took all the silver. Plus they got the brand new set of commercial quality pots & pans DH had given me. The only thing that interrupted them was the fact that DH answered the phone (3:30 a.m. call to tell us his grand dad had passed away). On their way out, they scooped up my faux fur coat from a kitchen chair, but didn't see my purse that was under it!
You feel totally violated that someone has come in without your permission. And yes, the doors had been locked. They entered through the living room window - wrap-around front porch made it easy for them. This was back in '71, in Staten Island, NY.
Here in Texas, late DH's kids have come in on a Tuesday (when they know I do my volunteer work) and taken off with all sorts of things - including the originals of both my and late DH's wills.
While I have had attempted break-ins, no one was successful at getting inside my residences or car (when I had one). The only things of value they would find would be my TV, computer, and collectibles. When I had my car, I would never leave anything of value in sight. My radio was also built into the console and I did not have a media player installed. Plus my car was a Chevy Celebrity, so not a model broken into a lot.
As I am armed when I am at home, I feel sorry for any intruder. I have no hesitation in taking a life or maiming someone so they suffer from it the rest of their life.
Here in Texas, late DH's kids have come in on a Tuesday (when they know I do my volunteer work) and taken off with all sorts of things - including the originals of both my and late DH's wills.
It sounds like you and DH need to write new wills, leaving each of the home invaders a token, maybe $100 and a favorite BIC pen.
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I would like to see some stats. on break ins and such in spread out areas compared to those in more close quarters.
I guess in some of the places others live, I would e more likely to lock doors. But around here, we hardly ever close our doors.
The back door is open right now. It usually is from the time we let Monster out in the morning until we all go to bed or we are all out of the house.
Now I do tend to lock car doors. I don't know why.
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Yes, when I was 16, before we installed alarm systems. The two men, 17 year olds on parole for murder, armed, broke into our house and were very tidy. Tidy because that gave them more time to get away before anyone noticed. Took jewelry, cash, and my concert tickets. (The Knack). I had the ticket info written on my school folder so I could show the guy who was taking me where we would be sitting, and the police used that as evidence when they apprehended the guys as they still had the tickets on them. I testified in court, and they tried to intimidate me. I was so pist they didn't stand a chance.
My car is a sitting duck, especially in this cold winter weather.
I have to keep my driver's door unlocked because the key won't work in it.
And my passenger door lock tends to freeze. Tried everything - WD40, alcohol, hand sanitizer, still freezes.
So far, the risk of me not being able to get into the car is outweighing the risk of getting broken into.
If you want this fixed ...
Try a locksmith, the key might be cut a little bit off.
The passenger door is getting water inside when it rains or snows. The weatherstripping where the bottom of the window meets the sheet metal could be replaced; talk to an auto glass shop or a body shop.
Or you could just put a sign in the window,
"Car is unlocked, please do not break a window to get in. Radio already stolen. "
I've seen that a few times in New York.
Or...
don't worry about it.
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try some graphite " lubricant " --it's dry, moisture and freeze proof--any car / auto parts store should have it--explain your problem to the clerks and they can either apply it for you or walk you through the process--it's simple and quick
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Yes, when I was 16, before we installed alarm systems. The two men, 17 year olds on parole for murder, armed, broke into our house and were very tidy. Tidy because that gave them more time to get away before anyone noticed. Took jewelry, cash, and my concert tickets. (The Knack). I had the ticket info written on my school folder so I could show the guy who was taking me where we would be sitting, and the police used that as evidence when they apprehended the guys as they still had the tickets on them. I testified in court, and they tried to intimidate me. I was so pist they didn't stand a chance.
Hee hee. good for you!
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