Welcome to Eater's latest feature, Shit People Steal, in which we ask restaurateurs what items in their restaurant have been (or are frequently) stolen.
This week's theft report comes not from the restaurateur, but from the thief himself (he wanted to remain anonymous for obvious reasons), who told us about his nasty habit of stealing pint glasses from restaurants.
It all started in college, when I was trying to furnish my empty college apartment with glassware. We'd go drinking at a bar, and come home with pint glasses. It became my 'thing.'Then, my friends even started stealing pint glasses with different logos on them to give to me. I now have three boxes of pint glasses in storage and a cabinet full at my house. I finally had to stop stealing them when my [now] wife discovered me sneaking out of a Red Robin with a pint glass hidden under my shirt. She made me put it down and leave it in the Marq*E Center parking lot before she agreed to get in the car to leave with me. I haven't relapsed since, but I still think about the one that got away.
Whether it's pint glasses, naked lady napkins or even a massive generator, we want to publish your stories of restaurant theft. Send us an email with your most interesting thievery tales.
