Kleptos

In college, I had an acquaintance who prided himself on his ability to steal and get away with it. I commented on a clock that I liked in a restaurant and later that day it showed up in my dorm room.

As an adult, my friend's sister used to love to visit. She was a Down's Syndrome child so although she was an adult, she often spoke with the brutal honesty of a child. (Once I borrowed her bike, complete with white basket and horn. I didn't ride it very far. She informed me that I needed to get in better shape.) She always took something from my place. It became a running joke to call her sister and say, "Please check her bag. I'm missing a lamp and a watch."

I'm a klepto too. I steal ideas all the time.