Showing posts with label Thief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thief. Show all posts

Tuesday, 5 June 2012

Book Him, Lou

I'll be shaking things up this week with a post about my friend’s fobby mom! Unfortunately it won’t be about how fobby she is... but fortunately this post will be about SWEET SWEET JUSTICE!

Allow me to elaborate. About a week or so ago, my friend who we shall call "Jonathan" (names have not been changed in order to reveal identity) told me quite the interesting little story of an adventure from which he had just returned.

Earlier on that day, he received a frantic phone call from his mother. Her car had been stolen and she needed him to pick her up from work and bring her to the police station. Distraught and probably a little hungry, he rushed over to his mother's place of work.

While filling out the police report, the officer helping them out asked Jonathan's mom if she thought any valuables had been left in the car. She explained how she had left her iPad in the car that day because she was planning on going to her friend's house after work to show her some pictures.

Being a quick thinking techno-geek, Jonathan remembered an app he had installed on his mother's iPad that would allow him to remotely access its location. He whipped out his phone, and activated the app which instantly brought up the location of the stolen iPad.

That was all the officer needed to see so they rushed off to the quiet south west neighborhood to try and catch the thief red-handed.

After arriving at the approximate location, they immediately spotted the stolen van parked on the driveway in front of a duplex. The officer got out of the vehicle and marched up the driveway while his partner stayed back. Jonathan and his mother were waiting in their car a few houses back to watch all the action unfold.

After a few short moments, they saw the partnering officer leap into action and tackle a pajama clad man trying to flee the scene. He escaped out the back door, but something compelled him to run to the front of the house into the waiting arms of the police officer.

Jonathan and the police officers were able to retrieve the iPad which had been hooked up to the thief’s computer. He was trying to wipe it, but luckily it had been password protected so he was not able to do so. The van was also returned, and there were no signs of damage.

So let this be a lesson to you: always lock your laptops and iPads, and don't mess with Jonathan's mom!




Thursday, 31 May 2012

Crimestopper Mom

Last Labour Day long weekend my sister arose to a frightening scene at the fob-household.

Her bedroom just so happens to be right above the garage, and this particular night she was awoken by the sound of the garage door opening. Being half-asleep, she didn't really realize that everyone in the household was accounted for and therefore no one should be coming in at this hour.

Moments later she heard my mom screaming "HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING???"

Now fully awake, my sister peered out her bedroom window to see a man riding off on a bicycle. A couple of seconds later, she saw my mother pull out of the garage behind him in hot pursuit.

Panicking, my sister ran downstairs to wake our little brother. "Wang, wake up! I think someone was in the garage and now mom is gone!"

They ran upstairs to survey the state of the garage. Nothing seemed to be missing other than the car my mom was undoubtedly using to commit vehicular homicide right that very second.

They waited up for a few minutes, and finally my mom drove back into the cul-de-sac.

Sister: What happened???

Mom: He got away. He was trying to steal from the car but I scared him!

Sister: What did he look like?

Mom: Some white guy. Late 20s? He was riding very causally until he realize I was chasing him! He tried to lose me but I kep’ chasing him!

Sister: Did you hit him?

Mom: No, I wanted to! But I don't want to go to jail so I let him get away. I think I made him shit his pants though!

Soon after the three of them began taking an inventory of the garage, and the contents of all the cars. They noticed that the garage door clicker in my brother's car was missing, so my brother had obviously left his doors unlocked on the driveway, giving the burglar a free pass into the garage.

The thief had managed to steal an empty Elton John CD case, but he left my brother's Monster cable still plugged into the cigarette lighter. This burglar obviously knew what he was doing.

We later discovered that he had also stolen a pair of $10 sunglasses. Our house must’ve been a big pay day for him!

Anyways, my siblings headed back to their bedrooms to try to fall back asleep. My mom on the other hand, stayed up an extra HOUR staked-out at the front window waiting to see if the perp would return… as if her police style chase down wasn't enough.

Nice one mom!