We'll I just got done having a smoke session out in my garage and had some weed scraping laying out on the table enough for a small joint and I had half a joint laying on the table now this was the first joint I rolled because normally I vape but this was the first joint I rolled and I wanted to smoke at all ya know so I left the garage and went to the gas station to get a pop and I came back and one of my dad's friends scraped the table clean and took the rest of my first ever rolled joint I knew it was him because he is a addict and will take anything he can get his hand on.
Wow that sucks man. I went camping with my boys a few years ago, me and 3 friends. Brought 1.5 ounces for a week. Got there Thursday I think and one of the guys had to leave Monday. So he packed up his stuff and left, later we realized that we were left with about a gram...maybe 2. Super pissed we got lucky and found a connect. Was some nice hydro. Anyways we may or may not have stolen his blackberry after. Fuck that guy, he is a dick for taking our bud. About 6 months later my buddy slept with his girlfriend . Morale to the story, he drew first shit.
Urgh, people can suck. I had a friend who had just gotten married and his wife just moved in. I brought over my little box that I keep most of my stuff in, including my grinder, my (mini/portable) vape, and probably between 1/4-1/2 an oz off different strains that were ground and labeled. I told her she could sample some of the strains and pick one as a house warming present. Whelp, next I check back with her 2 days later she had smoked ALL OF IT. Soon after the marriage fell through (it had been like 2 months) and she took off with my vape and everything else. I tried contacting her to get it back, but surpise surpise she didn't respond. Also, some dick stole a gram and my pipe from me one time when I was sharing at a beach among friends. No one would fess up. Some friends.. People can be fucking dicks.
One time someone lifted 3oz's from my place while I was asleep. The shitty part is it was probably one of my buddys coming to smoke and just took advantage of the situation. Serves me right for having friends.
I had an acquaintance come by, it was a friend of a close friend, but I didn't know him very well. I figured he was trust worthy because my friend vouched for him. Well, were all sitting in my living room, smoking, then the acquaintance asks for the bathroom and I tell him where it is. A few minutes go by (I'm very aware what's going on around me at all times) and I didn't hear anything, it was too quiet. Well he finally comes back and there was no flush or door opening/closing or washing of hands or anything... I'm immideatly suspicious and go to my room, I notice the following items missing: 1 pack of cigarettes 1 joint of dank 2 cigars. Well he knows I went and looked and now he's noticably nervous. I wait a little and he's getting ready to leave, I tell him that I know he took stuff from my room and to give it back. Its his one chance, no harm, no foul. He told me to "go fuck a blender" (even after he smoked my weed for free) so I told him to empty his pockets, he didn't want to, I told him he better give me my stuff back. Well after him trying to squeeze past me and failing, he took everything out of his pockets and he took a lot of my stuff. The total list was: 2 zippo lighters 1 joint of dank 1 pack of cigarettes 1 doob tube of dank that holds about 2-2.50 grams if you pack it down. 1 knife. I was pissed off, I pulled my stuff out of the pile, put it down (bing, bong, pow) and he was physically tossed out of my house and knows he is no longer welcome. My close friend doesn't deal with him after that incident either. If you want more stories, visit my content. I have a few more stories of people stealing from me and screwing me in other various ways.
One time, some dude stole my weed. Well, let's just say he doesn't steal weed anymore I kid. That's shitty, OP. Gotta be careful where you leave bud with people like that around. The only time someone stole my weed is when my cousin's son was living with me. He was ten or eleven, he knew I toked, and his parents had too, so I guess he was curious and wanted to try it out himself. So did he dip into my stash and pull out a little nug? Nope, little fucker took the whole damn OUNCE. Like I'm not going to notice that's gone Actually, one other time. When I was a teenager my dad told me he was dry so he just stole a bit from my stash.
My Dad had these weird people stay with us. Stole my weed, stole a bunch of other shit too. Probably like 500-600$ worth of shit, got stolen from my place.
No one has ever stolen from me. Probably because everyone knows I'm crazy and they want no part of it.
Now this is a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the girl with no reefer, nowhere. In East Carolinas, born and raised, in the bedroom was where I spent most of my days, chillin out, maxin' relaxin' all cool and then taken some tokes cuz my meds make me drool. Then a couple of guys who were stoned as a gourd, asked me if I had some, I said 'Oh lord.' Whipped out my spoon and handed them the bowl, then they took a couple hits and then said 'Let's roll.' Walked out my room and 'round two hours later, I looked for my meds and said "Man, what a traitor." Looked in my stash jar, and uttered a swear, my brother had robbed my buds out of there. Sorry, I had to. <3
I was at a party once and had a half oz of dank in a jar sitting next to me on the car. Had the bong also sitting on the car. Everyone was around the car taking bong hits for free. I was just loading the bowl over and over. All the weed was for the party so it was all going to be smoked by anyone who chose to partake. Well in a quick moment of looking away with the crowd all being around the car someone snatched it. I looked back up and realized it was gone. I got pissed, showed my ass, and it totally ruined my night. When the turbo spins, the bullshit ends.
One time I came home to find my skunk weed was gone and taken while I was at work. Someone had come in through a window. I suspected who it was and he worked at the pizza joint not far from where I lived. I walked over to the pizza place lot. There was his truck. He had a sliding window in the back and it was not locked. I was skinny back then. I climbed in his truck, found some weed, about what I had stolen, smelled it and sure enough it was my weed. It was probably about a half ounce. I took it. He never said anything to me and I would have nothing else to do with him again. He also stole a few tabs of acid I had in a black film container in my fridge. I found that also in his truck. It was no doubt he came to my apartment while I was at work and stole my stuff. Some people are just arseholes.