Just last Saturday, working an overnight at a Kum and Go gas station, this latino guy walks in, and asks me how much Corona we had in stock. I show him to the beer, he picks up 2 and brings them to the checkstand, then goes back and picks up two more. He stops at the checkstand and pulls his wallet out after I ask him for his id, he starts to look around suspiciously, and I start to back away to the exit of the checkstand to confront him.
Here's where the other guy comes in. He had left his pickup running, and Mr. Beer Run saw the opportunity and took it, bolting out the door and tossing the beer into the back of the truck, got in and sped off. I chatted with the guy who had his car stolen, surprisingly he kept his calm talking to me, but I could tell he was motherfucking PISSED. I let him use my phone to find a ride since the store phone didn't work, but he couldn't find anyone who wanted to get off their ass and help a friend. He then went to the store across the street to call a taxi. Cops weren't called because the guy was a bit drunk and didn't want to talk to them right then.
That's why I never leave my car running if I'm not around it.
That really sucks though.