This is not one of those things that circulates around the internet forever, or a "friend of a friend" story, but an actual post from the LJ of a person I went to high school with regarding her stolen credit card number:
Dear Person who stole my credit card number,
I suppose I don't blame you for stealing my credit card and using it to buy four very nice cell phones. After all, my credit card company keeps raising my limit to truly absurd levels in an (futile)ongoing attempt to lure me into carrying a balance, so you could have bought quite a lot with that puppy. I suppose I should thank you for your relative restraint (although four cell phones? Doesn't that seem like a bit much? You only have two ears, you know. Unless you're a mutant, poor thing. No wonder you turned to a life of crime).
However, and perhaps this is nitpicky, classically when you steal a credit card and buy things with it, it's so you can keep the things you buy. This is rather hard when you buy something over the internet and forget to have them ship it to you rather than to the address of the person from whom you stole the credit card. Due to that little oversight, those cell phones that showed up at our house this week aren't doing you much good, now are they? As it is, it's more like you've decided to be my involuntary felonious personal shopper, using my credit card to buy things and then sending them to me. I appreciate your generosity, but we have no need for four cell phones, so I'm afraid they will be sent back, and I would be grateful if you refrained from showering me with gifts for which I paid in the future.
Just a thought!
Sincerely,
Me
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This is not one of those things that circulates around the internet forever, or a "friend of a friend" story, but an actual post from the LJ of a person I went to high school with regarding her stolen credit card number:
Dear Person who stole my credit card number,
I suppose I don't blame you for stealing my credit card and using it to buy four very nice cell phones. After all, my credit card company keeps raising my limit to truly absurd levels in an (futile)ongoing attempt to lure me into carrying a balance, so you could have bought quite a lot with that puppy. I suppose I should thank you for your relative restraint (although four cell phones? Doesn't that seem like a bit much? You only have two ears, you know. Unless you're a mutant, poor thing. No wonder you turned to a life of crime).
However, and perhaps this is nitpicky, classically when you steal a credit card and buy things with it, it's so you can keep the things you buy. This is rather hard when you buy something over the internet and forget to have them ship it to you rather than to the address of the person from whom you stole the credit card. Due to that little oversight, those cell phones that showed up at our house this week aren't doing you much good, now are they? As it is, it's more like you've decided to be my involuntary felonious personal shopper, using my credit card to buy things and then sending them to me. I appreciate your generosity, but we have no need for four cell phones, so I'm afraid they will be sent back, and I would be grateful if you refrained from showering me with gifts for which I paid in the future.
Just a thought!
Sincerely,
Me
Dear Person who stole my credit card number,
I suppose I don't blame you for stealing my credit card and using it to buy four very nice cell phones. After all, my credit card company keeps raising my limit to truly absurd levels in an (futile)ongoing attempt to lure me into carrying a balance, so you could have bought quite a lot with that puppy. I suppose I should thank you for your relative restraint (although four cell phones? Doesn't that seem like a bit much? You only have two ears, you know. Unless you're a mutant, poor thing. No wonder you turned to a life of crime).
However, and perhaps this is nitpicky, classically when you steal a credit card and buy things with it, it's so you can keep the things you buy. This is rather hard when you buy something over the internet and forget to have them ship it to you rather than to the address of the person from whom you stole the credit card. Due to that little oversight, those cell phones that showed up at our house this week aren't doing you much good, now are they? As it is, it's more like you've decided to be my involuntary felonious personal shopper, using my credit card to buy things and then sending them to me. I appreciate your generosity, but we have no need for four cell phones, so I'm afraid they will be sent back, and I would be grateful if you refrained from showering me with gifts for which I paid in the future.
Just a thought!
Sincerely,
Me
I read a story where some guy who robbed a store came back because he dropped his wallet there. Duh!
Thats a good'n.
The bank my fiancee used to work at had only two branches, it was a startup branch. So, one day, a guy comes in and robs one of the banks.. and deposits the money he stole into his account in the other branch. Didn't take long for the bank to catch on.
Do what now?
When my drivers license was stolen the guy was attempting to use it at my bank drive-through to access my account. They told him there was a problem and he needed to come in and see the manager and they kept the license while he drove away.
Later that day he returned saying he had forgotten his license inside and the teller kept him talking while another employee walked outside and recorded his license plate number.
Later that day he returned saying he had forgotten his license inside and the teller kept him talking while another employee walked outside and recorded his license plate number.
Professor CrescentFresh wrote:
When my drivers license was stolen the guy was attempting to use it at my bank drive-through to access my account. They told him there was a problem and he needed to come in and see the manager and they kept the license while he drove away.
Later that day he returned saying he had forgotten his license inside and the teller kept him talking while another employee walked outside and recorded his license plate number.
Later that day he returned saying he had forgotten his license inside and the teller kept him talking while another employee walked outside and recorded his license plate number.
*queue alarm clock scene from Groundhog's Day*
Jacobsdeception the Sly wrote:
This post gives me a glimpse into what Joph's workday must be like.
The Glorious Atomicflea wrote:
Jacobsdeception the Sly wrote:
This post gives me a glimpse into what Joph's workday must be like.
Jacobsdeception the Sly wrote:
The Glorious Atomicflea wrote:
Jacobsdeception the Sly wrote:
This post gives me a glimpse into what Joph's workday must be like.
-face was for? Dumb criminals... isn´t any criminal dumb because he became a criminal? anyway, on the topic:
Friend of mine worked in a small supermarket. One day a man runs in, pulls out a gun and demands `all the money in the shop in this plastic bag´. My friend hands him the money, obviously not to content with the gun pointing his way, and pushes the safety button. After the criminal has the money, he decidedes to grab himself a candybar, which he consumes on location. About 10-15 seconds later, he falls to the ground. Police bursts in, and take the man.
Apparantly, the thief ate a peanut/chocolat bar... not smart if you are allergic to peanuts.
Yes, stupitidy CAN kill you
Friend of mine worked in a small supermarket. One day a man runs in, pulls out a gun and demands `all the money in the shop in this plastic bag´. My friend hands him the money, obviously not to content with the gun pointing his way, and pushes the safety button. After the criminal has the money, he decidedes to grab himself a candybar, which he consumes on location. About 10-15 seconds later, he falls to the ground. Police bursts in, and take the man.
Apparantly, the thief ate a peanut/chocolat bar... not smart if you are allergic to peanuts.
Yes, stupitidy CAN kill you
Now I don't know many people hyper-alergic to peanuts. But I doubt this guy dropped to the floor in 15 seconds.
It usually takes around 20 minutes from what I understand. I smell a bit of farm fertilizer in your post.
Reminds me of the time me and 10 of my friends decided to rob the Belagio casino in Vegas. We stole an EMP bomb, which I later detonated, snuck into the vault by using a chinese acrobat who was lead into the vault by a Russian decoy, and two morons, while the leader and his friend chatted up his ex and her new boyfriend, the owner of the Casino.
Yeah. Good times there.
It usually takes around 20 minutes from what I understand. I smell a bit of farm fertilizer in your post.
Reminds me of the time me and 10 of my friends decided to rob the Belagio casino in Vegas. We stole an EMP bomb, which I later detonated, snuck into the vault by using a chinese acrobat who was lead into the vault by a Russian decoy, and two morons, while the leader and his friend chatted up his ex and her new boyfriend, the owner of the Casino.
Yeah. Good times there.
I dunno, my friend's coworker would start feeling the effects of peanut allergy if you opened a bag of them in the next room over, pretty quickly. But I didn't trust the story since that much peanuts would kill anybody I know with allergy
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