Ok, so my car is a piece of garbage. It's a 1990 Pontiac Sunbird. I was returning shit to Kohl's. Then as I'm there I realize I'm in my Adidas Sweat pants, which have no pockets. So, I say "self, your car is a piece of shit. Leave the keys in the car." So I leave the keys sitting in between the driver and passenger seat. There is absolutely nothing of value in my car. It doesn't even have a cassette player for christ's sake. So I grab my wallet and go into the store.
So i'm in there for like 30 minutes. I come out, start walking to my car. I notice something shining near the rear-view mirror. Yep, those are my keys....dangling over my rear-view mirror. I sure didn't put them there.
I try to open the door. Yep, locked. The mother fucker went in my car, didn't steal it or anything inside, locked the doors, and taunted me with the keys. Yeah. Good one, fuckface.
It didn't matter since I always keep a spare key in my wallet....but come on, what the fuck? You lock someone's keys in their car? At least steal the fucking car and drive it into a ditch or something. Fucker.
Yeah, I think it's funny too. But I hate people so much.
So i'm in there for like 30 minutes. I come out, start walking to my car. I notice something shining near the rear-view mirror. Yep, those are my keys....dangling over my rear-view mirror. I sure didn't put them there.
I try to open the door. Yep, locked. The mother fucker went in my car, didn't steal it or anything inside, locked the doors, and taunted me with the keys. Yeah. Good one, fuckface.
It didn't matter since I always keep a spare key in my wallet....but come on, what the fuck? You lock someone's keys in their car? At least steal the fucking car and drive it into a ditch or something. Fucker.
Yeah, I think it's funny too. But I hate people so much.