Awhile back I noticed that ever time I was standing in line waiting for the bank to open in the morning the Brinks truck would show up and the guard would get out and do his thing. The next time the truck showed up - I glanced at my watch - turned around pretending that I didn’t want the guard to get a look at my face - then started writing things down on my note pad. For the next month or so I did the same thing ever time the Brinks truck showed up and the guard was really starting to get paranoid. On my note pad I was writing things like – milk – bread – eggs just in case he called the cops on me and I would tell them I was just working on my grocery list to kill some time while I was waiting for the bank to open. Eventually I stopped doing it because I figured because the guard was so busy watching me he might not notice a robber. Cheers!
I like being in line with of bunch of strangers in suits and start muttering werid things under my breath like... ..I know I'm a dragonfly I know it... I dont know really just stupid stuff really but Ive gotten some really strange looks over time even gotten people to let me pass them
Once there was a cop in line ahead of me at the cash machine so I said to him – hey I didn’t think you guys needed money. He sarcastically said to me – everybody needs money. So I put my hand on my chin and pretended to think about it then said – not Gondie the guru! Cheers!
Don't cause paranoia without need or purpose, Gently wake the sleepers from their dreams of reality, Show them someone who walks outside the boundaries, Freewill is yours, use it wisely
There usually is a reason or a rhyme to my madness. In the case of the security company - besides being a hoot - it could of pointed out that they shouldn’t keep a regular schedule - to fool the crooks. Next I’m going to see if I can make it mandatory for money security guards to walk in a serpentine fashion in the future so that they wont be easy targets. Cheers!
I am impressed with that, did he come at exactly the same time every day or just when you were there?
Back in the 1980's I filled ATM's. We ran on a schedule, a tight one. Three of us would head out with $382,000 in the trunk of a Dodge Aries. I don't remember carrying any type of communication device. I do remember getting caught in traffic and going like hell to get back on schedule. The machines were linked to a Control Center. I don't know what would have happened if we fell way behind. I suppose the Secret Police would have zeroed in ready to open a can of whoop ass. They instructed us to just give the money to anyone that might ask for it and try to remember as many details about the "event" as possible. My plan was to tell them I was going to throw my gun to the side, do it, open the trunk, open the bag the cash was in, lay on the ground and tell the person/people that my description of the "event" to the Police would be "I didn't get a good look, I was busy pooping in my pants." I've never had that kind of bullet in me and it's near the top of my list of things not to do.
can't believe that you actually went there every time the truck was coming and I'm not even sure who got there more paranoid you or guard.
I only went to the bank once a week and it was always in the mornings before the bank opened. I always had 15 minutes to kill so I spent it having a little fun with the guard.
I'm too much of a pussy to mess with people like that. I'd end up feeling unreasonably guilty afterward like I did something wrong!