If I'm going to illegally enter a house with intent to steal, I am going to spend as little time as possible outside of the house and in view of any potential witnesses (not that I'd ever illegally enter a house).
Meh...
So, my mother (suffering from dementia) was living with my sister and family. She and the husband were going out for the evening and asked me to come by and watch mom and take her to dinner. No big deal. I couldn't get out of work early so the deal was that my sister would leave the front door open and leave a key on the inside stairs so I could take mom out for dinner when I got there. I get there, and for some reason my mom had locked the door. I can see the key on the stairs inside. Great. I bang on the door, mom comes over and I ask her to let me in. She can't figure out how to unlock the door. I try detailed instructions - yelling and pantomiming. I try calling her on the phone. She doesn't answer. I call my sister's cell. no answer. Probably spent 1/2 hour on the front porch yelling through the door. On a busy street.
Then I get a bright idea. The button to open the garage door is in the attached garage right next to the door to the family room. "Mom! Go push the garage door button." "OK". She goes into the garage. Does not press the button. Now this is just before Christmas, temperature is in the 30's. Mom is not wearing a coat. Garage is not heated.
I am now going back and forth between the front door and garage door (I can see the door between the house and garage from the front door). Yelling at my mom through the garage door, telling her to just go back in the house. She keeps saying "OK" and I can hear her bumping into things in the garage (the light is not on). But, instead of going into the house, she closes the door. Now, she is in the garage, in the dark, freezing weather, etc. I have to get in now. I go around the whole house looking for a door or window that I can get in. No luck.
At this point, it's been close to an hour. I've called and texted my sister several times. I'm running out of options. The front door has a little grid of windows. I have to get in and get mom out of the garage. It can't cost that much to replace one of those little panes of glass.
First I try an ice scraper. I'm standing on the front porch flailing away at the glass as traffic goes by on the street. All I break is the ice scraper. Think. What do I have? Lug Wrench.
That effing glass is really hard to break. Instead I see wood from the door go flying. Well, I don't want to wreck the front door. So I try around back.
Force a screen door open, and WAM, WAM, SMASH - oops - thermopane. SMASH. I'm in. Glass all over. But I can get mom out of the garage.
Now, I need some duct tape and plastic to cover the former window so I can take mom out to dinner. One last call to my sister to let her know what happened in case they come back while we are gone. I dial, and I hear a phone ring in the kitchen. Well, that solves the "why didn't she answer" mystery. So, I find her phone, scroll down through the contacts to find her husband and dial him. "Sweety?" he answers in a somewhat confused sounding voice. "No it's me. I need some duct tape and plastic." "What for?" So I give him the whole story - he is laughing his ass off, but tells me where to find the tape / plastic.
I clean up, and take mom to dinner.
But, all in all, I spent at least an hour outside the house, yelling, banging, flailing away with an ice scraper and tire iron until I finally broke in. No one stopped. No one called the police. So, I wouldn't worry about having to be in a hurry to break in if you want to do that sort of thing.