You did WHAT with my cigars?!

[Pagan]

Apparently, they felt the need to get wasted on whiskey and coke. The problem was, the only whiskey in the house was a bottle of 30 year old Glenfiddich that his uncle had given him for his birthday a few months before... priced at around 230 €
(USD 350 or so at that time). And they drank the entire bottle. With coke.

If you will all join me in bowing our head for a moment of silence....

My dad likes his mature scotch wiskey. He considers it blasphemy if I add a tiny splash of water.

That's because it is.

Update: Extortion works!

I went with both the cell phone AND the threaten to call the police, and now I got every penny back!

Yay! Now to replace the cigars.

How old was my sister when she did this? Eight, and not really knowing better? No. She was seventeen.

I have to ask. Did she make it to 18?

[Ben_Who]

I have to ask. Did she make it to 18?

Actually, I racked my brains over that little bit because I wasn't sure, counting backwards, when it happened. Based on my calculations (in my head), I determined that seventeen was the YOUNGEST she could have been at the time - she may actually have been as old as 21. (She moved out the following year.)

She had a history of acting like a deprived eleven-year-old well into her twenties, until real life dropped on her like a ton of bricks. One night, the Karma fairy just came a'knockin'. I've got a LOT of stories like this.

Love, Who?

[MsCrankypants]

I moved back in with my mom as an adult - it was intended to be a temporary measure, but it ended up being a bit more...permanent. For myriad reasons.

Anyway, when I moved into this house, the lock to the front door became the lock to the door of my room. Yeah, my mom respects my privacy, but I found out that it was an incredibly smart move to install a key lock on my bedroom door. In the ensuing years, certain family members have taken to using our house as base camp when they come to visit. I love my aunt and my 2 little cousins (who are 7 and almost 5), but those children have NO concept of privacy and have never been taught to keep their greasy little paws out of other people's stuff (especially the almost 5-year-old).

My bedroom door stays locked when they're here and I'm not. My aunt's husband doesn't like this much, and complained to my mom one of the last times they were here that I was locking my bedroom door when they were gone. My mom's response was, "Tough shit. She's an adult, she can do what she wants, especially in her own house."

I'm a knitter - my room is full of sharp, pointy implements and long lengths of yarn that a careless child could get poked with or tangled up in. Plus, I just hate people who have no business messing with my stuff doing so. If I'm not here and there are people outside of me and my mom staying at my house, the door is locked. Period.

[AriRashkae]

She had a history of acting like a deprived eleven-year-old well into her twenties, until real life dropped on her like a ton of bricks. One night, the Karma fairy just came a'knockin'. I've got a LOT of stories like this.

So where is the thread with this hallowed occasion? HUH?!?

[Ironclad Alibi]

My bedroom door stays locked when they're here and I'm not. My aunt's husband doesn't like this much, and complained to my mom one of the last times they were here that I was locking my bedroom door when they were gone.

And why would the uncle aunt's husband care about you locking your door? Did he imagine he had some reason for going in there?

[Hyena Dandy]

Yay! Now to replace the cigars.

Yes. I just hope when I call I actually get to talk to Sykes.

Because, let's be honest, yelling about family discounts is SC behavior if the person doesn't really know you're family.

[MsCrankypants]

And why would the uncle aunt's husband care about you locking your door? Did he imagine he had some reason for going in there?

Honestly, I don't know. The only thing I could think of is that he wanted to have unfettered access to my books, movies, portable video games, and/or laptop. SO not happening, especially with the laptop. My laptop is password-protected, my movies and games in a locking media storage cabinet (purchased after the first experience wherein I left my door unlocked and someone came in my room and wreaked havoc on my collection - movies left out or put in wrong cases, reshelved out of order, etc. I'm not OCD at all, but I insist on all my music and movies being shelved alphabetically).

The last few times they were here, I've had to lock up my Wii games as well - every time they leave, I find another game gathering dust outside its proper case, and the settings on my Wii knocked out of whack. Rawr! Stop touching my stuff!

[Samaliel]

Apparently, they felt the need to get wasted on whiskey and coke. The problem was, the only whiskey in the house was a bottle of 30 year old Glenfiddich [...]. And they drank the entire bottle. With coke.

What the ??? 30 year old whiskey... with coke...

My dad likes his mature scotch wiskey. He considers it blasphemy if I add a tiny splash of water.

With a whiskey that old, it's way beyond blasphemy, it's downright unholy. Even adding an ice cube should be enough to be thrown down into the deepest pits of whatever infernal dimension you might believe exists!

[pssorens]

Feels so good to know that I'm not the only one who had a larcenous little sister. The last few years I lived in KC, my little sister did every thing she could to rob me blind. She often went into my room and would take 60$ to 100$ at a time out of my wallet. she once stole my entire stash of booze as well as other family members booze, and then was stupid enough to use the trash can in the garage to dispose of it. she's ransacked my dad's coin collection several times.

The biggest theft she pulled though, was doubly hard for me to take because she took advantage of me being nice to her. She had her cell phone completely locked out of texting and downloading after racking up a 300+ dollar bill. I had my own plan separate from the rest of the family. after a month of listening to her moan about only having the preprogramed ring tones, I took mercy on her. I offered to switch simcards with her so she could download a couple of ringtones IF she paid me in full in advance. It went through, that bill came and was paid. the bill after that though I opened up a bill triple my normal cell bill. checking the bill I came to find that she had slipped into my room at night, took out my sim card and downloaded a crap ton of stuff, texted every friend she had, etc.

The kicker she wonders why I can barely stand to be in the same room as her to this day. and my mom blamed me for leaving my stuff in my room.
Family will be there for you all right, stabbing you in the back.

[Samaliel]

I guess I'm lucky. I really got along very well with my younger sister. With my older brother, not so much, but it turned out okay... Mostly.

Bro always had a problem with authority, and it took him quite some time to grasp the concept of personal responsibility. He used to borrow things and forget to return them or he returned them damaged. For some reason, he borrowed mostly from my sister. Had a few encounters with the police, one of which ended in a one night stay for possession of controlled substance.

But he's a fairly nice guy. He bailed me out of a talking-to from a bookstore's Security/LP employee, and never said a word to my parents (I was still a minor then, and he wasn't). We get along a lot better now than we used to when we were kids.

[Broomjockey]

One night, the Karma fairy just came a'knockin'. I've got a LOT of stories like this.

Love, Who?

I'd like to hear the Karma tale, if just so I know she didn't get away clean with something so... well, evil.