I’m pretty sure Germany is especially bad for this, always thought so when I lived there.
I remember on a pissing wet day in Germany this guy ran through our taped off site, grabbing one of the tripod folding signs, and flung it in the river. I bombed out the tree and chased after him, but what would I really do? I got back and a groundy had found his keys. He came back 20 mins later, still in his running gear, still raining, looking around on the floor. I said excuse me a few times, he ignored me, then I said ‘excuse me, have you lost your keys’ holding them up. His eyes widened, a look of pure relief, and I tossed them over my shoulder into the river. He nodded and left. It was wonderful.