Car Security
My dad's old car broke so that none of the doors would lock. He also lived in quite a crap corner of the city. Weirdly, though, his radio never got stolen. When I was ten I asked him why he'd never spent out to replace the locks.

"Ah," he said, "Well, that's an old Skoda I'm driving, and around here they reckon that any bugger who's mental enough to drive around in one of those things isn't someone you want to piss off."
(Sivvus trolley collision in the fruit aisle led to a jam, Thu 10 Nov 2011, 20:23, 2 replies)

Reminds me of the VHS Recorder from Hell from years back when I worked at a secondhand/salvage shop.
We plugged it in, and subsequently tripped the main breaker. So instead of throwing it out, we placed it outside along with the unstealable 22" CRT (Which occasionally made it 100m in either direction up or down the road, and was retrieved by two of us at the end of the day.).
Of course, checking back half an hour later proved that it had, indeed, been stolen. An hour later a rather irate copper came in to complain that they'd nicked someone with the recorder in their possession, and had in due course plugged it in at the station to see if it worked.
We struggled not to laugh.
( Alex Save a Tree, Eat a Beaver!, Sun 13 Nov 2011, 2:10, closed)

Hahaha!

(Sivvus trolley collision in the fruit aisle led to a jam, Sun 13 Nov 2011, 19:17, closed)