Welcome to Baltimore!
Today on my way to school, I stopped by Arundel Mills to fill up at the Exxon, since the diesel there is usually cheaper than most places. When I got to the station, I pulled the fuel door latch, exit the car, insert my credit card, and turn around and notice that the fuel door didn’t open. I just figured I forgot to pull the latch, so I went back around and pulled it again. The fuel door didn’t pop out like it usually does, so I thought maybe it was stuck and pulled it open with my finger.
This is what I saw:
WTF? It might be hard to see, but there is chipped paint on the left of the fuel door opening, and the thing I’m holding is the fuel door latch thingy. Aaaaand my fuel cap was loose. Someone must have pried my fuel door open and had their way with my fuel, sometime within the past two weeks. I’m not really sure if I should be mad, or wickedly laughing.
You see, I can always epoxy that latch back on, and the chip in the paint isn’t so bad. It just makes me feel good knowing that someone *may* have siphoned DIESEL fuel and put it in their GAS car. 
Eh, that’s what I’m hoping anyway. The fuel light didn’t turn on and I still drove 600 miles, so I’m not sure how much, if any, this mysterious person took.