Thieves....I hate them

[DesertBull]

Well, some losers just broke into my truck and stole a $300 pair of binoculars, a $200 laser ranger finder, a $200 GPS unit and my cell phone. So, I'm not too fond of of the human race right now.

 

Tonight, with my truck parked on the street where the dill holes can see it, I will get a bottle of Maker's Mark, a bucket of ice, and a fine crystal glass and sit on my balcony with my Colt 1911 .45 and wait for them to return.

 

Please come back.....PLEASE.

 

[GameHauler]

Dang DB,

that stinks

Where was your truck when it got hit?

Mike

[DesertBull]

Dang DB,

that stinks

Where was your truck when it got hit?

Mike

 

 

In my driveway

[AzTrapper]

People like that are not humans! They are Better not say what I think

 

 

AzTrapper

[billrquimby]

People are no dang good.

 

I've had three vehicles stolen over the years.

 

My wife's 49 Jeepster was taken from a movie theater's parking in about 1956. but we recovered it intact.

 

In 1993, before I retired, someone stole my new 4x4 silverado and took it to Mexico. Inside the truck were the sheep tag I had waited 39 years to draw, 10x50 Swarovski binos, two Nikon 35mm bodies and 3 lenses, a .357 Mag Smith & Wesson, two walkie talkies, and mechanic's tools. It was stolen 10 days before my sheep hunt started. I was not a happy camper.

 

Three years ago my wife's Cadillac was stolen from our carport and totalled. The police said it was a gang initiation. The same punks stole and trashed four other cars the same night. They were caught and charged with attempted murder after they took my wife's car and rammed a pickup driven by a security guard at an apartment complex where they were hot-wiring another vehicle. Don't know how the case came out.

 

Bill Quimby

[DesertBull]

I had a truck stolen from a pay to park lot while at a D-backs game. Came out of the stadium, no truck, no parking attendant, 5 cars stolen from the same lot during the game. I paid $10 to have my truck hand delivered to thieves.

[GameHauler]

In 1993, before I retired, someone stole my new 4x4 silverado and took it to Mexico. Inside the truck were the sheep tag I had waited 39 years to draw, 10x50 Swarovski binos, two Nikon 35mm bodies and 3 lenses, a .357 Mag Smith & Wesson, two walkie talkies, and mechanic's tools. It was stolen 10 days before my sheep hunt started. I was not a happy camper.

 

 

Now that really bites the big one

Were you able to replace everything before the hunt?

My truck was parked in the garage 2 days before my sheep tag,

All packed and ready to go except for cold food.

I think I repacked it 12 times

Mike

[billrquimby]

In 1993, before I retired, someone stole my new 4x4 silverado and took it to Mexico. Inside the truck were the sheep tag I had waited 39 years to draw, 10x50 Swarovski binos, two Nikon 35mm bodies and 3 lenses, a .357 Mag Smith & Wesson, two walkie talkies, and mechanic's tools. It was stolen 10 days before my sheep hunt started. I was not a happy camper.

 

 

Now that really bites the big one

Were you able to replace everything before the hunt?

My truck was parked in the garage 2 days before my sheep tag,

All packed and ready to go except for cold food.

I think I repacked it 12 times

Mike

 

Farmers' insurance was super to me. They gave me a check that allowed me to replace everything (except the pistol and walkie talkies, which were not covered by my household policy) with new items, including the truck, in time for the hunt.

 

The guys at Game and Fish gave me a hard time, saying there was no precedent for issuing duplicate sheep tags because I was the only numbskull in history to have lost one, but they eventually got tired of harassing me and printed out a new one.

 

My problems didn't end there, though. (I've written about this a lot, so if you've already heard the story I apologiize.) I broke my left arm when I was changing a tire and the jack slipped, catching the arm between the tire and fender well the second day of the hunt.

 

I had steel plates installed in the arm at a hospital in Phoenix that night, but I went back out the next day and shot my ram on Day Twelve. It completed my Arizona Big Ten.

 

The stolen truck showed up a year later, when Farmers had it towed out of Mexico. Someone I knew at the U.S. embassy in Hermosillo said it had been used by a federal drug strike force in Cuidad Obregon. They turned it over to the embassy when the tires got bald.

 

Bill Quimby

[elmergoo]

There ain't no lower life on this earth than a thief.

[muskrat]

I had to stop at WalMart tonight to pick up some groceries and other odds and ends. I was running a little early, and the haircut place (in WalMart) only had a couple people inside, so I decided to put my name down, grab my items, and get a haircut.

 

Well, I did my shopping took my cart and went over and sat down. They were ready for me in less than 5 minutes. I pulled the cart around where I would be able to see it, and sat down. Anyway, I got yakking with the barber dude, paid the guy and walked out.... cart was gone.

 

I checked with the managers and cashiers that were right there - no one saw anything. They got another Manager to go in and look at the security tapes. Sure enough, a lady walked up with an empty cart, grabbed mine, and walked away. Talk about nads.

 

Although technically they weren't responsible, WalMart apologized and replaced all of my goods - about $66 worth.