Just a neat story I thought you guys might enjoy. TL;DR at the end. For the record, this happened yesterday.
My family's car alarm woke me up in the middle of the night, but I was so drowsy that I was in my completely apathetic mood - you know the feeling.
I had to wake up early to go somewhere, so I hopped in the car with my mom. Immediately, we noticed an unfamiliar smell. My mom said that perhaps the rain had ruined some of the car's upholstery, but I thought it to be the unmistakable smell of cigarettes.
I was about to yield to my mom, seeing as no one in my family smokes, but I looked down, and on the floor of the car near the passenger's seat were a pack of cigs and a Chinese knock-off of a Swiss Army knife.
Indeed, it seemed as though the local bum* needed a place to get out of the rain to have a smoke (and probably a drink), and was so intoxicated that he forgot a couple of possessions. I'm actually kind of glad he broke into the car. Nothing was stolen and I got a free knife out of it. Can't complain, really. I didn't call the police because he didn't really do much with the car except afflict it with the smell of cigarettes, which will probably wear off in a few days.
TL;DR - Bum left his stuff in my family's car and I got a knife out of it.
*Yes, we have a local bum.
