ANSWERS: 29
  • Write off the money, and the former friend.
  • Well obviously you would steal it back. :P
  • Take them off of my Christmas list!
  • If they have been a friend for a while I would confront them, I would tell them they should have asked me because it does'nt make me happy when you (talking to the friend) take Anything of MINE without asking, I'm dissapointed and irritated(don'y fly off the handle, keep it calm). See what they say- then decide if they are worth having as a friend, stiff happens and sometimes it's Forgivable.
  • They aren't your friend anymore, huggs.
  • Ask for your money back.When they deny it,cut them out of your life.
  • Take it back or make them buy something for you of the equal amount they stole. If they don't want to do anything about it, either leave them or do something to them. It really just depends on your level of anger and tolerance.
  • I would confront them. Then cut them off. And if they have an attitude about it I would slap them. >:)
  • I would ask them what was going on, why they needed my money. I would wonder why they just didnt ask me for it first. a friendship is more important than money. i wouldnt cut off a friend just like that. it only means they werent your friend in the first place if you are so quick to cut them loose. maybe they need more money and i could help them with that.
  • I'll answer your Q, BUT PLEASE read the entire answer. Thanks! I'll use my Dad's name. I'm proud to have it as my surname. When I was a very young child [about 50 years ago], I got caught stealing - balloons. Dad was called by the pharmacist, “Bill, Sam here. I JUST caught your son stealing.“ Not another word was said. “Sam”, the pharmacist, put down the phone and said to me, “Your father is on his way over here. We’ll see what happens. Now, how about if you empty those pockets?“ Very slowly I took the balloons out of my pockets: ALL 10 packs! Sam didn’t say another word. He just left those balloons on his desk and went about his business. I sat in the chair - SCARED TO DEATH! It seemed like it took longer than usual for Dad to get to the pharmacy. Dad was in sales and he drove everywhere. Dad walked the 3 blocks to the small corner drug store. Dad and Sam, the pharmacist were very good friends. Dad asked me in an ever-escalating tone, “Did YOU STEAL??? I didn’t even have a chance to answer OR explain. YOU . . . STOLE!?!?!?“ WHACK . . . WHACK, WHACK. . . . He beat my butt in front of Sam. AND ON THE WAY HOME, EVERY PERSON HE SAW, Dad would stop and say, “My son is a thief!!!!!“ AND he would beat my butt in front of total strangers! After getting home, he whipped me so bad, I couldn’t sit for a few days! What the hell, I didn’t have the opportunity to explain what was supposed to really happen - so I think I‘ll relate the story to you: It was a hot summer day. If the word "humidity" was used, it was that, too. No breeze - just that hot sun beating down on my little suburban Philadelphia, PA neighborhood. My next door neighbor and I were trying to think about things to do. Finally, “Craig“ said: “I GOT IT! How about if we go get some balloons, fill them with water and throw them at old people?” I quickly answered, “YEAH! That sounds like a great idea! BUT what’re we gonna do about the money to pay for 'em? I ain‘t got no money.” Craig said, “I have a silver dollar upstairs. I’ll get it. We’ll go around the corner. You’ll put the balloons in your pocket. I’ll put the money on the counter and we’ll have our balloons!” Craig went inside and was back in a few minutes. He showed me the silver dollar - AND THAT WAS THE LAST TIME I saw it or even heard anything about it. We walked around the corner and into the drug store. Craig motioned for me to get the balloons. I started stuffing them in my pocket. “Bill”, “the soda jerk” [way back then, that’s what they called guys who made fountain sodas, sundaes and other ice cream treats.] was behind the counter. I THINK he saw me in the overhead, corner mirror. “HEY YOU! WHAT‘RE YA DOIN‘ OVER THERE?” [I looked for Craig, but ALL I could see was the back of a yellow shirt and dungarees [“jeans” today] running out the door. THEN I uttered THE MOST STUPID THING any one my age could EVER say: “Nothin’.” Bill grabbed my shoulder and walked me to the counter where folks sat when they had ice cream. “SAM!! COME OVER HERE. I JUST CAUGHT THIS KID STEALIN’!!!” Whatever Sam was doing, he immediately stopped. It seemed like he came running out from behind the pharmacy department. He IMMEDIATELY recognized me. “Ronnie Berue, what are you doing? Are you stealing - from me? Come back here with me!” I was “caught” - an innocent “victim of circumstance”. It wouldn’t make a damn bit of difference any way, would it? I ALREADY got my butt whipped. I didn’t think I deserved to get that beating, but I sure would have liked to explain the events leading up to my “stealing”. Dad didn’t say a word to me for a few days. After three or four days with a very sore rear, Dad called me into the living room. He motioned and told me to sit down - and I did. He asked if I learned my lesson. I shook my head and said “Yes, Dad, I did.” He asked, “Can you tell me what you learned, son?” I replied, “I learned not to steal.” Dad said, “That’s not all you learned. I’m going to tell you what you learned. When you steal, you have to make it worth your while to get caught! IF you’re going to steal, steal BIG! Don’t take a lousy dollar’s worth of balloons - take a million dollars, two million dollars - ten million dollars worth of balloons! BUT don’t get caught for a lousy dollar! The punishment is going to be the same. When you steals and get caught, THE ONLY thing you're telling the world is that YOU ARE ONLY WORTH THAT MUCH MONEY - to yourself! Did you learn your lesson, son?” “Yes, Dad . . . I did.” I love you, Dad! Thank you for the very valuable lesson in honesty! By the way, my Dad is 87 years young. He’s as sharp as ever! AND he works almost every day - not because he has to work, but because he wants to work. Did you learn anything from my anecdotes? So what are you going to do? IN ALL honesty: That person isn't a "friend" He or she is a thief. Plain and simple. I don't know how old or young your "friend" is. I don't care how old or young he or she is. If he or she stole or took anything and it was up to me, I WOULD NOT do a damn thing for him or her! I WOULD let that person suffer. I would get a restraining order and cut tht person off from me. AND NEVER speak with him or her again! Stealing or taking anything proves to me AND TO EVERY OTHER person who reads this answer: Whatever it is THAT'S ALL your "friend" thinks he or she is worth to himself or herself! NOT one penny more! Thanks for asking your Q! I enjoyed answering it! VTY, Ron Berue Yes, that is my real last name! Sources: Some personal observations and opinions. "THE University of Hard Knocks" also known as ("a/k/a") "life's valuable lessons"
  • or a shorter answer would be to kick the shit out of them, then tell your friend that your even now, and you can be friends again
  • You re-evaluate your friendship.
  • Someone who steals from you is not your friend.....prosecute them.
  • stop being their friend.
  • tell your so called friend you know and that all they had to do was ask but now they have lost you as a friend
  • Friends don't steal from friends. So...
  • If I am completely sure my friend did it, then they are no longer my friend and depending on how much, they may be going to court!
  • a theief, any way you look at it
  • Friends don't steal from you, so sorry...who ever it was is not your friend.
  • I once had a friend steal $1000 dollars from me. I didn't get to decide what to do, as he disappeared and was never to be heard from again. However, I would have considered remaining friends, depending on circumstances, but I would only choose staying friends and helping them with finances with the expectation they pay me back, or pretty much quit being friends. I did call the police, but he was never prosecuted on the crime, as they never located his whereabouts.
  • I'd leave them! DUH
  • lol....beat tha shit out of them, take my money and then take his.....
  • confront them and get it back. And end that friendship immediately.
  • Get them help ASAP before it goes further and bigger, thats if you are a true friend.
  • call the cops
  • Hi, It's a dilemma im in also. My friend has just stole from me and it's not the first time. When confronted, he makes out im losing the plot and he would never do that to me, but im not stupid. Im very nicely cutting him out of my life. I have been such a good friend to him and have also been there for him, so at the end of the day it's his loss. What goes around comes around. He will need me long before I need him and guess what??? I won't be available. I have good positive self esteem and if I allow him to continue to steal from me and take me for a mug, then maybe I need to look within and see what makes me accept unacceptable behaviour. We all deserve better. x
  • Demand that they return it and have nothing else to do with them. Why did you even need to ask this?
  • I forgot about the money and her :-) +5

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