The robber who robbed the wrong house ππ π It was 2:00 a.m. The kind of night where even mosquitoes were sleeping. The entire neighborhood was quiet. No generators. No music. No shouting. Just darkness and peace. Well... Except for one man. Shina was sneaking through the streets with the confidence of someone making terrible decisions professionally. Tonight's mission was simple: Break into a house. Collect valuables. Disappear. Easy. Or so he thought. π After walking around for a while, he spotted the perfect target. A large house. No lights. No noise. No movement. "Excellent," he whispered. He climbed the fence. Jumped down quietly. And entered through an open window. Inside, the house was completely dark. Shina smiled. "These people have made my work easy." He began searching. TV? Found. Laptop? Found. Phone? Found. Everything was going smoothly. Then suddenly... A voice spoke from the darkness. "You're late." π Shina froze. His soul nearly disconnected from his body. Slowly... Very slowly... He turned around. An old man was sitting in a chair. Watching him. Calmly. Like he had been expecting visitors. Shina panicked. "Sir! Please don't shout!" The old man frowned. "Why would I shout?" Shina blinked. "Eh?" The old man sighed. "I've been waiting for you since midnight." Long silence. "What?" The old man stood up. "You criminals have no respect anymore. We agreed 11:00 p.m." Shina's brain stopped working. "WE agreed?" The old man nodded. "Of course." At this point, Shina was wondering whether he had entered a haunted house. The old man continued: "The last robber came on time." πππ Shina stared. The old man stared back. Finally, the old man asked: "Which gang are you from?" "Sir, I'm not from any gang." The old man rolled his eyes. "Oh please. You're carrying my television." Fair point. Then the old man shocked him again. "If you're going to rob me, at least do it efficiently." Shina was now terrified. This was no longer robbery. This was mentorship. π³ The old man pointed. "The jewelry box is in the second drawer." "What?!" "And don't forget the cash under the mattress." "WHAT?!" The old man shook his head. "Young people today don't prepare." π€£π€£π€£ Shina had never been so confused in his life. Just thenβ Police sirens sounded outside. WEE-OOO WEE-OOO π Shina panicked. "The police?!" The old man nodded calmly. "Yes." "Why are they here?" The old man smiled. "Because I called them." Dead silence. "What?!" "Well," the old man said, "I got bored waiting." πππ The police entered moments later. They found Shina standing in the living room holding a television and questioning reality itself. As they handcuffed him, he pointed angrily at the old man. "This is entrapment!" The old man smiled. "No. This is customer service." The police officers collapsed laughing. π€£π€£π€£ Even Shina had to laugh. Because honestly... What else could he do? As they led him away, the old man shouted: "Next time, arrive on schedule!" π LESSONS: If a robbery starts feeling too easy, something is wrong. Never underestimate old people. And if your victim starts helping you rob them... RUN. π€£π π