While working Overnight at a retail store, a drunken man comes in slurring that his scooter had been stolen and demanded to speak to a member of management. As we were calling the on duty assistant manager, the man continued to yell belligerently about his bike being stolen from our parking lot, thus being our fault. When the manager got there the man called the cops to report the theft.
The police officer arrived and escorted the drunken man to the parking lot to see where his scooter was so they could pull the security tape. In the next row over from where the man had taken the officer was a scooter matching the description of the one he claimed was taken.
“Sir,” the officer began. “Are you sure this isn’t your scooter?”
“NO! No, thatsss not mine, SSSir!”
“Are you sure? Your driver’s license matches the licenses plate according to the DMV.”
“No! It wassss ssstolem! That’s not mime!”
“Sir, the Vin number matches your title from the DMV.”
“NO NO NO! It was stoooolllen!”
“The key you gave me starts the scooter. Are you sure that it’s not yours?”
“Issss not mine! But I’ll take it to shut ya up!!!!” Going back into the store after snatching his keys back, he finished his shopping. A few minutes later he left on ‘not’ his scooter only to be pulled over by the cop he called for drunk driving.
