Have you ever been robbed: House, car, purse, etc.?

Question

My husband and I were asleep and our dog was sleeping in the living room. Our small town was being robbed on and off for about a month. What they would do is cruise the neighborhood looking for bicycles. They stole the bicycles for the heist. In the middle of the night they rode up, came in through the side garage door and took things from the garage and hid them in the bushes between the houses. We were lucky, sometimes they filled the family car with stuff and stole the car, too! Through the garage they came into the kitchen. My purse was on the table and my husbands wallet was on the counter. When they started to walk into the living room, the dog woke up and scared them off. We found my purse after we went to the DMV and canceled all the credit cards. It turned out to be a big gang of identity crooks with a notebook full of information. I was in there, too, Now we double check all the doorlocks every night and our dog is always ready for the bad guys!

Answer 1

good for your wonderful doggie granny.me and the Hubie were robbed in a different way. 4 years ago my husband and i were in line at the local drug store waiting for his prescription for a strong pain pill[morphine]when i started watching a punk guy waiting beside my husband,well he got his prescription and the girl asked if he had eny questions about his morphine,well that got that boys attention. i hurried my Hubie out the door to the car and went home.well what i didn't know was that boy had followed us.after we got home a knock come on the door and it was the same boy and he had asked to use the phone,i told him no,but my kind ole hubbie said why sure come on in.what a mistake,my husband was in the kitchen taking his meds and the young thug watched where he put the pills. well to make a long story short it was my daughters birthday and we left and you guess it,it kicked in the back door and took all his pills. we called the police and told them the story and you know what within a month we picked him out of a line up.but he is been in and out of jail in many states.hope he never comes our way again.

Answer 2

Years ago probably during my second year in Florida I came home from work and my cats were outside. They were house cats and didn't go outside. The front door was locked. I went around back (there was a screened in pool area) and saw the screen had been cut. I went all around the house and looked inside and no one was there. I went inside. There was evidence that someone had been going through every drawer in the place, there was a bent wire coat hanger on the water bed. Nothing large like the TV was missing, but a big jar of change was missing, a camera and a few other items.

I called the police, not knowing I was right on the line between local and county police. After and hour and a half of waiting, I called again. Seems the local police thought it was a county issue, so they sent no one; the county police thought it was a local issue, so they sent no one. Eventually someone showed up.

Two weeks later we found out that a few local kids had been skipping school, breaking into houses for money and whatever small things they could take. The police made all 4 kids come to the door, apologize and return what they took. All that's well and good, but that feeling of violation never left.

Answer 3

Yes, I've been robbed. It was the first snow of the season in 1965. My husband was at work and I was at home with my two small children. We were all excited watching the snow from the front window. I said, "see the pretty snow and how it is beginning to cover the ground all white ---and---aaaa---see the bare spot where Mother's car was parked." I couldn't believe it.

I didn't call the police till I had checked with my husband to be sure he hadn't come and taken it for some reason. Who would steal an old car like that when there were so many newer ones parked on the same block?

It was a 1956 Chevy and we found out from the police that it was a favorite year for remaking into a hotrod. It was never recovered. Since my Tupperware demonstration kit was also in the car it put me out of the business of selling Tupperware too.

Answer 4

I was robbed a couple of times but I got my things back. It would have been better if I had not . In both cases I ended looking a fool. On the first occasion somebody snatced my 'gold'locket in a crowd. I pitied the snatcher because it was an imitation gold. But the next day the 'robber'turned the joke on me. He came while I was sitting in the part with my friends, three the chain in my face and said, 'From your turnout I had thought it was a gold chain. How could I know that you were hollow inside. It is an imitation ."And he went away. The joke was on me.

On another occasion my pocket was picket and the purse was purloined. But after a couple of days it came back to me with the contents in tact with a note attached,

"You appear to be as empty as your purse."

Wherever the two are I say sorry to them.

Answer 5

My purse was taken out of my van.I was on the opposite side of the van putting the groceries in.I had opened the doors and set my purse on the front seat.Went around slid open the door and put the food in.Got into the van and noticed a guy 2 cars away,never noticed my purse was gone.Got home and when I went to get my purse seen it was gone.Scared me to think I never seen him.He only got 18 dollars and some pictures.My ID and insurance stay locked in the glove box.Since then I only shop with money in a small purse that's on a cord under my shirt.Scary....

Answer 6

My older brother and I had an engine hoist chained to the garage. One day we came home and it was gone. One of the bikers who lived at our house(clubhouse) found it behind a chained fence behind our favorite restaurant. He knew it was ours because our name was welded into the base and the swing arm. We went to the house and my brother told the guy to come outside and unlock the gate so we could get our property back. The guy inside said he was armed and only coming out to shoot us for trying to steal his property. The guys started banging on his doors and windows until the shot throught the door. That was when I threw a hand grenade through his living room window. He had no back door and he came flying out of the house to beat all, which is what happened to him. When the house didn't blow up he knew he had been had, the chief of police agreed to our plan since he lived right next door. So everything worked out, even the dummy grenade. Seems the guy had been cruising several neighborhoods then just going up to the houses and taking what wasn't tied down and in our case taking something that was actually chained up. Remember children never mess with bikers who were in the Special Forces or in some other branch of the military.

Answer 7

In 1995 House burgarly, yes some things were retrieved Car stolen out of a parking lot. Retrieved within a week, that was in the 80s. All this happened in St. Louis, MO.

Answer 8

3X in two weeks! Yes!! I had just moved into a new home in DC on Capitol Hill. Woke up around 5 am in January '82 to a man in my bedroom with a gun who told me to be still and not move. I complied!!!!!! He robbed me of precious jewelry and some cash.

The following week, two men returned while I was at work. When my young pre-teen son came home from school they were in the house! He had enough presence of mind to leave the house and go call the police. That time they took everything of worth including several slide trays of pictures of my children chronilogically filed from birth to the then present. That was the one thing was SO irreplaceable!

Two days later they came back and stole my children's racer bikes.

I moved immediately!

Two years later they caught the original guy - but he got off because his grandmother said he was home emptying the trash! Would you believe?

Answer 9

Only once, as a teen, parked on a side street at a hospital where my date and I had gone to visit his fellow football player injured that night, with a spend-the-night party where my date would later drop me off. Returning to the car, through what used to be side windows I hadn't locked, someone had pushed it open, reached in, unlocked the door, flipped the seat forward, and taken my sister's riot-act-speech, brand new cashmere sweater and skirt and my overnight bag and makeup case, for church the next day. The feeling sitting there leaving, where that arm had been so close to where my shoulder was now, was a feeling I'll never forget.

Answer 10

About 25 years ago, my apartment was broken into while I was at work. My teenage daughter was home from school and heard them come in and got scared and jumped out of the second floor window. She didn't get hurt except for spraining her ankles. I also had my car, an old piece of crap, stolen three times, each time it was recovered by the police. I also was held up twice while working at a bank. I guess I'm just lucky like that.