This is one of those weird housemate
stories. I had a housemate whose car was continually broken into. After watching an episode of Mr Bean
, he asked his mechanic to fix his car so that he could remove the steering wheel at night.
Sure enough, every night on my way back home I would notice his car, parked outside sans steering wheel. I approvingly noticed that he did not leave his steering wheel in the lounge room or any of the other common areas of the house.
A few months later, while I was eating my breakfast, my housemate comes down the stairs to the dining room with his steering wheel stuffed down the front of his Y-fronts!
After a few moments of stunned silence, I asked him "I've heard of safety measures, but isn't that a bit annoying?"
He said "Annoying? It's driving me nuts!"
Actually, although an old joke, most of this story is true. As an epilogue. a few months later his car was broken into AGAIN, which must mean that the car thief had brought his own steering wheel.
It's a cruel world.