So im at work today, and this bankrobber comes in. I knew he was gonna try and pull something stupid even before he went to the teller. Let me explain why, this dude comes in wearing a black cap, black jacket (in the summer) and black jeans.
Keep in mind when bank security guards get certified, we go through classes and training, plus we have this handbook that pretty much goes in detail on all types of robbers, and what they wear down to how they act. The manual is based on all bank robberies from 1935 to 2007. So we have a general idea on what to look for, need be. Now we never get masked robbers with guns or anything, they rarely happen, its just movie type shit.
So yeah, this dude comes in all black, with a big envelope and a book. He goes to the teller and withdrawls cash, he then secretly tells the teller to put in an extra $250 in the envelope laying down, as to not make the envelope bulge. In situations like that, the tellers are trained to comply. Now most banks now a days took away the red button from under the counter, by replacing it with a button on the floor, so they can step on it without looking too obvious. As soon as the button is pressed, it sends my radio a beep that only the guards can hear through our headsets.
I laugh cause i knew this prick was gonna pull some shit like that, so as i start to get closer, he see me and my partners popping out of no where. He then finishes up, and walks to the lobby. We dont get him yet, we're cruel mother fuckers, and like to stretch the scenarios. So the guy is sittin in the lobby drinking coffee and "reading" the book he has in his hands.
The fucker waits till the bank almost closes to try and leave, which by that time i already got my men standing at both exits.
So this dude knows he's screwed, and tries to leave anyway. So my partner and i confront him. I tell him, "hey sir why dont you follow me to my office, i wanna show you something" By that time the dude is all embarassed, and says he did nothing wrong. This dude look like he was about to shit his pants. So he's in the main office, i sit him down. I said why dont we not waste our time, give me the money, and i'll just have you arrested. Or you can lie, not give me the envelope personally, and i'll slap on some good charges on you to make sure you stay nice and warm in jail. So the dude confesses, saying he needed child support money. I didnt feel for him, he could have gotten some loans, sold some shit, or maybe even sucked some dick for cash. But dont scare the tellers, and try to rob from us.
But dont come into my bank, and waste my time. So i cuffed him, had the local cops come in, i signed the report, he was booked and taken away. Now they dont tell us what happens to the perpetrators later, i could care less, as long as they take the fucker. And that my friends, is a class A bank robbery.
And i felt i had to share this with you, as this is the only sorta-exciting shit that goes on at work.


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. I can't believe he would do that for just $250 




