Thief

Date: 9/14/2019

So I went to a brewers game and it took place in a stadium. all I know is that the brewers won and went to the stage to take their bows and I wanted to get photos but all the ushers were like “you have to leave now, no photo ops”. also Christian Yelich was onstage even though he had that I jury and he had like athletic bandages on his thigh. Really wanted that photo man.My mom told me when I finished I should call her so she could drive me home, but I wanted to prove to her I could drive because I had my permit. Long story short it was awful driving and I caused a lot of accidents. I pulled off the road in order to make a U-turn, go back to the theater and call my mom like nothing had happened. But I pulled into a restaurant parking lot and my dad was there, so I stopped the car to talk to him. My car turned into a bike for some reason and as I was talking to my dad this dude just came up and started walking off with it. I said “hey that’s my bike!” And the dude stealing it said “finders keepers” and I said “no I clearly just rode in on, you can’t just steal my bike”. Then he had a friend nearby who came over and was like “yeah it was just sitting here so it’s his now”. Luckily I was able to get the dude’s hands off my bike and took it back from him. We were all talking by my dad’s car (both dudes, my dad, and me) when I saw this kid come over and get the keys out of my dad’s ignition (he had started the car before all of this) and I tried telling my dad but he was arguing with the two guys. This kid then went over to my car which has reappeared and tried taking the keys out but I confronted him and he tried giving me the keys to a rolls Royce but I told him I knew he was lying and made him get in the car because I was going to arrest him or something. So I drive off with this dude who’s the same age as me and carrying all these car keys and take him to my grandpa’s farm where my mom, grandpa, grandma, and maybe stepsister are. My mom doesn’t even mention that I drove home without her because I am explaining that we need to teach this guy some respect. So we keep him on the farm for a few hours, let him walk around on his own and talk to him to help him understand there’s a better way to do things than stealing people’s car keys. At first he’s being a little shit but then he comes around. Sometimes he does this little hissy fit slapping thing and I would just do it back to him and I guess he eventually learned that that wasn’t working. We were all talking to him at one point and I brought up black panther and just to make us upset he said “I didn’t even like that movie, it sucked” but he had been doing this the whole time so we knew he was just trying to bother us. We did the wakanda salute thing and my grandpa explained that black panther was “about inequality”. Eventually we let the kid return home and then my mom and I went to go see a play in the same theater as the ballgame.