It was almost definitely stolen, I'm afraid...
In my defence, at the time of buying it he'd only just moved in downstairs and just seemed a bit thick (he knocked on our door one day not long after he'd moved in and asked which flat number was his). I thought he was selling his own console because he was skint - I actually am naive enough to have believed at the time that I was doing something good for someone.

Well, obviously I was - but the thought that it had been stolen didn't even cross my mind at the time :/
(Professor Kenny Martin Hmm? What?, Sun 4 Oct 2009, 22:22, 1 reply)

i'd get some credit checks done
he was stealing your mail for a reason and it wasn't that tenner from your granny on your birthday he was after

his postcode would have beeen exactly the same as yours yet he had a legitimate address of his own as soon as he had a couple of utility bills of yours and some limited know how then he could have all manner of credit cards and loans in your name. you wont know untill you get refused credit. he may well be thick as shit but these little cunts talk to each other - usually while they're inside
( spimf ™ is whoever you want him to be, Sun 4 Oct 2009, 22:41, closed)

I do actually think that he's stupid enough to not have even thought of that...
The only things that we noticed had gone missing were a DVD, a birthday card with some money in it and a CD. He even opened one of Jessie's parcels once, saw it was an old book and tried to reseal the jiffy bag and leave it for her to find.

He was definitely targetting the stuff that looked like it had exciting new toys in it; the official looking letters were never touched. Most of my bank stuff is online anyway, so I wasn't too worried about that, but we did both register with Experian and check ourselves out - so far so good.

It's still fucking annoying though - especially when we've been promised a locking postbox and nothing's happened about it for months and months O_o
(Professor Kenny Martin Hmm? What?, Tue 6 Oct 2009, 9:18, closed)