Strange Creatures

So there are few things as strange as the mind of a teenager. Last night Gage was out with friends and was supposed to leave to come home at 9. One of his friends slept over so they left together. Gage didn't tell me that while he was on his bike his friend was walking. By 9:30 I started to worry and sent him a text asking where he was. He wasn't even halfway home so I told him to stop where he was and I would come and get him. This is the conversation I had with his friend when I got there.

N "Sorry we were taking so long. I lost my shoe."

Me "What do you mean you lost your shoe? How do you lose a shoe?"

N "I kicked my shoe off and it landed on TCF Bank."

Me "Seriously? What's wrong with you? Why'd you kick your shoe off?"

N "I was kicking at a friend and I missed."

Me "You missed by like 50 feet."

N "Yeah but it's not my fault."

Me "What are you talking about? Of course it's your fault."

N "Nuh uh ... it was an accident so it's not my fault!"

Me "Nice try. You kicked your shoe 50 feet in the air. Definitely your fault."

N "Nuh uh."

This back and forth could have gone on all night because he was totally convinced that it was in no way his fault that he lost his shoe because he didn't try to kick it that hard. He really thought that there was nothing he could have done differently and his mom should just run out and buy him a new pair of shoes because, duh ... it wasn't his fault.

?????

I guess I'm getting old because I'm sure I used to think the same way but for the life of me I can't figure out how it made sense.