Thursday, July 10, 2008
Yours, Mine and Ours
There is a strange phenomena in this world about ownership and stealing. If I put something out in front of my house, there is a chance that it will be stolen. The closer to the sidewalk or curb, the more likely it will be taken quickly. Even if it is up close to the house, it seems ownership is up for grabs, except for hoses. No one has ever stolen one of our hoses. Are they of no value, or are they on the list of "leave it alone, it's not yours!"? The most interesting part of this phenomena is picnicking or camping. You can leave stuff alone for hours on end in the middle of a public park with all sorts of people around and come back to all the stuff untouched, except by wildlife and insects. People tend not to steal too much from public parks. Why is that? Pick pockets will steal from your person at any opportunity, but won't take your fried chicken, cooler or cake off a picnic table. Our world is really strange. I am glad there is an unwritten code of honesty or fear of stealing at the park.
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That is weird! So your blog begs the question, "What was stolen recently that prompted you to write about this?" :)
That is the point--we were out all day on the 4th of July in a public park. Left a cooler, camp chairs, etc. and nothing was molested.
I think maybe that is because the people who steal were waiting for you to leave your house and see what you left outside to steal. But at the same time, those who take alot of stuff from the curb, were there at the park, utilizing their finds from other yards.
The "stolen" items in front of your house come from what may be a Texas-only tradition of leaving things by the curb as a sort of donation. If you don't want something, you leave it by the curb for the Mexicans. Sara once left a plastic chair by the mailbox for less than 5 minutes and when I went out to get it there was a Mexican picking it up. He indicated that he thought it was a "donation" but left it when I told him what happened. That said; I left a flash drive in a computer at school, full of homework, and it was stolen, presumably by another student. What kind of a jerk would steal a flash drive, knowing what kind of work went into the information stored on it. They weren't likely to be in the same class, so the info was worthless to them, priceless to me. Jerk.
haha - at our last home owners association meeting, the president actually asked us if we could wait as long as possible to leave garbage out on the curb as there is someone in our neighborhood who goes around and picks up everyone's "garbage" and stores it in their backyard where the pres. of the association and many others have a lovely view of it all. Lol. Then, this week at scout camp, a little boy's lunchable went missing. Sooooooo.....I guess the lunches don't always get left alone? Consider it your lucky day =).
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