I hate thieves, especially those who steal from old ladies.
I used to work Security for this guy in Illinois who had a bar business near where I lived. One night I saw this guy reach across the bar and grab a beer from the ice.
I walked over there and took the beer from the guy on bar stool and the beer from his buddy and set them on the bar.
Then I grabbed the guy on bar stool by his clothes and picked him up and moved him 5 or 6 feet before his feet hit the ground.
Then I hollered over at the door, "Check the other guy's jacket!" He had a beer stuck in the sleeve of his jacket.
I wonder how long they were doing that before they got caught?
The owner of the bar business, his regular job was at a bank. He maxed out three credit cards gambling online. He missed some kind of balloon payment, so the business went back to the original owner. I guess since he worked at a bank, he could get the cards. ;)
"When bad men combine, the good must associate; else they will fall, one by one." Edmund Burke