Bank Robbery
2005-11-03 - 4:04 p.m.
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I sat in line at the drive through window at the bank.
The other line had cycled three users and still I sat.
Eventually, the clear plastic carrier came through the pnuematic tube to the car of the woman ahead of me. She took the carrier and sped off in a huff. Just flat out stole it.
I sat at the carousel and waited. And waited. And waited.
Eventually they asked me what I wanted.
"I think the woman ahead of me drove off with the carrier." I said.
"Just one second," the inept clerk said, "We'll get you another one."
And like magic, pulling a rabbit out of a hat, they had another one. So I did my business and it took forever. No wonder the woman stole their carrier.
As I was putting the carrier back into the pneumatic tube, I had a thought flash about how funny it would be to me to steal the carrier again. Back to back carrier theft. They'd never see it coming.
I paused, but it was not to be.
What the fuck would I do with a clear plastic carrier from a bank drive through teller window?
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