I had a friend who was visited by the cops because they people who bought his car didn't change the plates, and then stole gas.

Why are people stealing so much gas? Is that really common?

In any event, I hope it's not too much of a hassle for you. It doesn't sound like very much fun.

It wasn't much of a hassle - about 20 minutes and $18 at BCAA.

I don't know how common it is but one of the two people I talked to today said it had happened to her twice. The other person said they get "a lot" of people in with the same problem.

The old plates are now officially not my plates, but who knows what else the perps are going to do. Some people steal plates to do drug deals.
:^(

Wow. That's really weird. I never thought to double check my plates.

We had a problem once when we donated a car and didn't take the plates off. The new owners didn't feel the need to pay tolls--ever--and the bills came right to us. But it never occured to me that someone might steal them. Glad you got it sorted out, deborah.

The only time I've ever stolen plates was for a scavenger hunt of dubious legality. I didn't even win! (I wonder what the folks who were running it did with all that crap. If I ever have a scavenger hunt it's gonna be like "Find a single-malt scotch at least seven-years-old. Find a gram of kind bud. Find some pictures of your sister naked...")

Interesting how they replaced your plates with other plates in the process... smart, I guess... bought them more time (you or cops would have noticed right away if your plates were just gone). Sorry for your psoris (trouble).

We came home to cops combing through our yard for bullet casings once. We were having a party that night, too. Apparently, some guy had been chasing some other guy and shot him in the leg; they both escaped. Ten or so uniformed cops fanned out across our rather narrow yard searching for evidence, just like on TV. I also saw a guy get arrested right in front of me. I was at a stop sign, and cops, having blocked in a guy in a truck on the cross street, got out with guns drawn yelling "freeze." The guy in the truck put his hands in the air immediately. It was over so fast. They cuffed him and put him in the back of a patrol car, and one of the cops followed with the truck. I looked around for cameras.

My favorite OhMyGodTheCops moment:
My friend and a sometime pot dealer Tom was stressing out over school and instead of taking the subway ride uptown I convinced him to chill at my apt., a short walk from school. So we are hanging and there is a knock at the door. No peephole, so I open the door to two cops who basically say, "Excuse me" as they push past into the apt. They make a bee line for the window, past Tom on the bed who is spazing on the bed unable to get up or even breath. I followed the cops to the window, picking up the most obvious and incriminating paraphernalia.

Turned out the old woman next door was climbing out her window and getting ready to jump 9 floors to Broadway. The cops going through her apt got to her in time. Our cops thanked us and left. Whew!

Always balanced my guilt for Tom's stress with affectionate amusement over his spastic paralysis.

Bummer of a hassle, deborah.

I got woken up by the cops one early, early morning. A cop in my bedroom shining a flashlight in my face and I was like "Who the fuck are you?"

Turns out my dumbass room mates had broken into the clubhouse at our apartment complex and stolen, no lie, toilet paper, paper towels and they smashed open a candy machine. I knew this because they'd piled all of the shit in my living room. Needless to say, they did not stay in my apartment any longer.