(You’re damn right)
You rush to the mad man and before he could turn, you take off the phone of his hand and explain in every detail possible what happened while you try to push back the man. The cops arrived after 30 minutes (well gosh dang damn them) and asked you both to sit in the car. You arrive at the court and sit, the judge give you the speech and you explain what happened. He then moves on to the man still infuriated, and this one says “I’ve lost my phone in the bar and I searched everywhere. I searched in the whole bar and there was nothing…nothing but shit. I even searched in the buildings nearby and found nothing! And then I see this whore in the middle of the street, doing stuff with my phone. She stole my phone and broke it, you have to understand how mad I was when I saw her typing on my phone to search for MY stuff plus the fact that it’s now broken!” His language made you very uncomfortable.
The judge, after a few seconds of thoughts, claims “So, you told me that she stole your phone, but she said that it was on the ground and that it was already broken…she also gave it back to you. If she asked you to put your finger on the scanner, it’s because there is a reason and you didn’t understand it.” He then smash his hammer on the wood of the table "Mister, you can have your phone back. And you miss, you are free to go."
You get up and thanks the judge, you exit the court and head back to your home. You power up the television and discover on the news channel that a man made several vandalisms in the street and that he has been arrested. It was the man with the phone. He was probably mad because you didn’t go to jail. Your didn’t expect that man to be that crazy. But you didn’t care because he was an asshole.
Welp…I guess that was quick for a story.