“It was an interesting day. I caught a crook stealing.”
Yes, you heard it correctly. I caught someone in the act of stealing, taking something that was not theirs.
We live on a nice quiet street behind our local KMart. We notice things. Not until lately, we have started to see a lot of activity behind our local KMart and started watching. What we have seen, are guys in pickup trucks driving slowly behind the KMart building by the loading dock, and we started to keep an eye out on what they were doing. They have been casing out the loading dock because this is where KMart keeps their pile of pallets. We have already seen a few trucks grab lots of pallets, load up their pickups and fly out of there quickly, because well, they know that they are stealing them. Until you see this happen a few times, you don’t know you have a problem.
Yesterday morning at 10:44am, we noticed a pickup truck drive around the building and it drove past the loading dock. We watched out our window to see what he was going to do. He drove all the way to the end of the building, perhaps to see if anyone was going to drive around the building, then he turned around and stopped right in front of the huge pallet stack. The second I saw this guy start loading pallets into the back of his pickup, I grabbed my camera and threw on my coat, and ran across the street to catch him in the act.
I walked across the field and into the area where the loading dock was. As I got closer, I pulled out my camera from inside my coat and started taking photographs. His dog that was sitting in the front seat, saw me and started to bark. The guy kept loading pallets on his truck, until the pile in his truck bed was higher than his cab. I kept taking photographs and zoomed in on his license plate, then he walked around the back of his truck towards me, and I snapped a really good photograph of the crook.
I did not say a word to this guy. When I took the last photograph of him, I turned quickly and started walking back towards the field which was across the street from our house. When I turned to walk away, he said to me “Hey, can I talk to you?”. I kept walking. He then said “Am I not supposed to have these?” I kept walking. Then he said twice to me “I’ll put them back”, “I’ll put them back!”. I turned to look over my shoulder just to see if he was following me, and he was in fact, taking the pallets that he was stealing off of his truck and putting them back onto the pile.
As I was crossing the field, I saw a neighbor of mine walking down the sidewalk and I approached her and told her what I just witnessed and said that I was going to stop here and talk with her a bit, just so this guy would not see what house I entered. (just to be safe) My neighbor said that I had a lot of balls to go over there and photograph this guy, yeah, I guess I did. We watched as the guy in the truck drove off with his dog and left the parking lot.
What I did not know at the time, was that my Sweetie had phoned the police to send a cruiser that was in the area to try to catch this guy. They showed up only minutes after this guy had left the parking lot. Damn. That’s ok though, because I got home, and printed out all the photographs that I took of this guy, with his license plate, and gave them to a police officer.
Although this crook did not get caught stealing all of these pallets, the police department now have a plate number and a nice quality photograph of his ugly mug. This guy will probably never try stealing pallets ever again, well, maybe not behind KMart at least. Hopefully, he learned a valuable lesson, that crime does not pay.