That sounds like something my father would do. (Back in the late ’80s, early ’90s, he lost all our money–including credit card advances–playing the stock market. Because of this, our house was sold at a foreclosure sale and we had to move into the cruddy apartment attached to his parents garage [said apartment is absolutely the worst place I’ve ever lived–the homeless shelter I stayed at in Hartford for a month was far better!]. After this, he panics and decides to rob two banks, one in Colorado Springs, our city, and one in Pueblo, another city a bit to the south, uses a bicycle as the getaway “car” for the second robbery, tries to get the police to shoot him, and [despite both crimes being felonies and saying he had a bomb–a jar of water in a bag–and actually having a recently-fired rifle with him] spent a grand total of nine months in jail. He doesn’t seem to understand, even how, how much his actions messed up our lives [mine and my mothers], and got downright pissed at a girlfriend of his he’d met online after my parents’ divorce, who, prior to meeting him in person, had her police officer brother run a background check on him, found out about his past, and then refused to ever see him.)

…Hmm…is it just me, or are quite a few members of the male species (like all my male relatives in the States) rather…dumb? (Thankfully my husband is anything but; however, he may very well be the first male I’ve met who isn’t!)

Anyway, I hope you (I’d say “you guys,” but I have a feeling it will just be you) manage to get all this figured out. You have my sympathies.