Garrett, you lucky dog...

Tonight after class Garrett walked out to go get his bike only to find that the bike was gone and is bike lock, left cut in half. He walked to his truck pretty bummed about his bike, that we had been putting some money into, had been stolen. So, he began his ride home and while crossing through Rural and University, he sees his bike next to the bus stop canopy. He furiously pulls the truck onto the sidewalk, throws the truck into park, and approached the man sitting next to his bike. (I am sure at this point he is going on adrenaline alone!! )The man denies that the bike was his and tried to walk off. Garrett called the cops, they showed up, and oddly enough the man got away. Turns out that since the man was not touching the bike, Garrett couldn't prove it was him who stole it. When Garrett got his bike back, he looked and the man that stole it had alreadybegan tearing things off of it to deface it. So, when all is said and done, at least Garrett got is bike back and now we get to invest in a much better bike lock to prevent further theft! What a blessing though. What are the odds that Garrett would find his bike that was stolen 20 minutes before he got out of class!